
You complete a part of me I didn’t think I’d find
One day it just clicked, you gave a shit
The hardest part, Time stops for no one
Heartbeats away, oceans apart
I know you care no matter how far
and that will never go away
Loss or gain. What is mine, is yours
Without support like you I’d be lost in the shadows
You shine a light I can follow
No matter how long we are apart
I will never got off that bus
cause loyalty is rare and we are a pair
I am who I am and I thank you all
A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through
Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough
Time isn’t fair, only apps give an insight
drama, suspense, love affairs are all part of our past
Until life hands you self-love in a relationship that will stand
I wish you nothing but the best as your families blend and grow
babies aren’t babies no more, empty nest
watching them growing up so much better than we did
No one seems to mind, dreams on hold for the bottom line
We all got to make it towards that grind
Bag in hand, I’m self-employed trying to make my mark
We got mad props for the days when
sitting in the park, bullshittin’
wastin’ time, I’d pay to get back
I am who I am and I thank you all
A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through
Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough
Back in the day we used to bitch about the little things
Dreamin’ on the streets, raising hell against the regime
We were just some kids tryin’ not to break the law
Now we are Living our best lives for them all
Shattering misconceptions
Standing up against the injustice
I might have been the odd one out
but now I stand proud; I’ve never changed
Still got love for the hood and the bank
Growing up is never easy, so don’t let them put it to waste
think back to the good ole days and smile
Life won’t be back to that for a while
I am who I am and I thank you all
A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through
Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough
Thank the Gods for those days
Learning about life in a bubble
Remember the shit we’d pull
Stories for the ages
When paying bills was a momma game
Getting dirty for the dollar was all on dad’s shoulders
They will never grow up like we did
Giving hell to the chumps the next block over
Playin’ ball against the boys from corner to corner
Taking hits like a man; barefoot leaving blood were I stood
Gain some respect, fear or a mix of both is sad
Treat me like a girl; I’d get mad
I am who I am and I thank you all
A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through
Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough
I’d stand with you through it all
I am who I am and you accepted that
I am who I am and you accepted that
written by Just Rant Already
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