[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Johniepee, Second Chance
Yeah, let's get it
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 1]
You know what? I'ma scrap the whole verse that was meant to go here
I’ve seen too many roll away in hearses so I know fear
The only fear I’ve known is one of settling for less than I’m worth
That’s why I pulled over and wrote this shit right next to the kerb
I couldn’t let it go, nothing ever sub-par
All you’ll get’s the real me, all you get is one heart
So every single pump of this fucker, I’m on a hunt to discover
How to bring love to all my sisters and brothers
Won’t risk it for others or switch up for the sake of the numbers
I’m grateful I hunted, down my mountain, my name ain’t Muhammad
I’m gunning for anybody wanting their name on the summit
This ain’t no one man army brother this a nation of promise
Adjacent to problems, they’re daily, but I’m facing them honest
Racing the prophets, trailblazing while you’re blazed in the forest
Too many gratifying dumb-shit and they’re making it poppin’
Well, this is 1985 again, but Cole and me swapping
This is never numb, dealing when it sucks and feeling proper now
Instead of run, fill a fucking cup and try to block it out
Tryna be the one to let you know that you don’t need that
Getting high to beat the lows, it’s seeming though there ain’t no feedback
That it’s helping, self medicated seems the way
Blind but hardly freeing, carpe diem, no-one sees the day
That it all comes back to bite em, get it lighted, sweet escape
I’ll never judge anybody but honestly I need to say
We idolise our favourite rappers, styles and their life habits
Think before you speak, before you’re picking up the mic damnit
Impact a tonne of lives for good or leave 'em quite damaged
Shine a little light instead of hiding, while you might have it
I could go bar for bar, bit of sing song, spit it double time hoping to cop hits
If they only paying attention to words in my sentence, what would it accomplish
So fuck that, bit of slow rap, just trying to speak with substance
Heart on my sleeve and you’ve gotta believe I’m not trying to go for club hits
Or to make bangers for the sake of bangers sake, I’m just trying to with manners
Give adequate damage to fakes, I’m enamoured
With travelling round the continent, trying to build something prominent
Spreading love through the music, send it right to your face
I don’t have fans or a family, I call you my peeps
Can’t choose your family but I’d happily, choose you capiche?
It’s all love for the art, I’m a part of, I love this
When it comes from the heart, It can hardly be fucked with
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[Interlude]
Know what? I don't think I'm done yet
Ayy, yeah
[Verse 2]
If you didn’t get it already, you better look and listen, to figure
That Johnie ain’t shrinkin', just getting bigger, 'cause you know that I be
Nonstop, I’d rather be Garyvee happily
Outworking the top notch, cloud surfing and what not
Pound dirt with the odd jobs, found purpose with serving
The nouns in amounts that hurt em, a fountain of words, but how does he burn em
And then just nod off, dreams filling my top spot
Never counting the numerals, funerals like it's hopscotch
Been living in odd spots, seems different, I'm not lost
Till I'm dreamvillin' and top dog, my schemes sitting like top knots
I ain't afraid to die, seems I paid the price up in this game of life
Went through turbulence, an urban sense and now I aim to write
My wrongs up in these songs, my only prayer is that you'll stay tonight
And I could go tomorrow smiling knowing that I've changed a life
Every move I make is calculated steadily
That's why I sit on music and won't move it less it's heavily
Armed, I'm just a wretch and I'm in debt to the stars
And my creator gave me breath and so I’ll vent till I’m passed
Done
