Strings Too - Hendersin

Fast life but career is in a slowmo

End of my rope like a yo-yo

Name should be dunkin'

It’s been so many ups and downs I lost track of time, yo

I got away with the words

I’m all about the action, I stay with the verbs

Shoutout to my city kids, the kids who lay in the burbs

And they wanna make it out, yeah you stay with the urge

I feel you, way more than you’ll ever know

Gotta embrace your roots if you wanna grow

And if you tryna live your dream

Know it’s not what it seems to the people who don’t ever saw

Well, I’m here to thread the needle

Take down the house that lies like Don Cheto

'Cause I do it for the people

I am not better or worse, I am equal

You know I had to drop the 808s

Burdens getting heavy like they made the weights

Music used to be relaxing

But nowadays it’s taxing like what we pay the states

But this is everything I asked for

And you bet your butt I’m done like I’ma ask more

Henny on QA, shoutout to my last tour

They talk about the ceiling but never mention the glass door

Getting in, it was everything I strive for

Back when I didn’t know what I was alive for

Wouldn’t let me in in front, snuck through the side door

The truth is hard to swallow, so I told 'em bring me five more

Like, oh man we getting twisted

Lack of regrets, they insisted

My mistakes try to list it

But I don’t think a big enough piece of paper has ever existed

Well, press the fine one

It’s a movement, tell 'em watch when my time come

Yeah, I am one in the million

I ain’t running in the building for a deal just to sign one

'Cause there is no fake in me

And fuck a standing O, I prefer you take a knee

Most music careers, I hate to spoil it, can flush down the toilet

And that’s the shit you hate to see

Yeah, it’s like school the way I write notes

I’m in the lab everyday, no white coats

Say I don’t sound black, okay with the white jokes

What can I say nigga, I was raised by white folks

Scratch that, my dad is black black

Backtrack, published like a

, mama drove a hatch back

Doesn’t make me whack

Sleeping on me still nuts, knapsack

Yes, I’m going harder for my daughter

She just took her first steps, fell but I caught her

Only thing that matters in the end is what I taught her

Side note, she looks cute in the jacket that we bought her

By we I mean my wife, yeah let’s talk about she

She my ride or die girl till I D.I.E

She my pretty young thing, she my P.Y.T

She notorious for doing it, B.I.G

And if it wasn’t for she, I sure be trapped to my mind

Out partying in bars, tryna act like I’m fine

With all these dark thoughts linger in the back of my mind

Might find a nine, prolly put it to the back of my mind

But wait, it’s alright I’m here now

And there is nothing that I fear now

We just made it through our tenth year now

It’s so clear how your an angel

And I love you, yeah