Hallelujah

I'm losing myself, same time I'm losing myself
I don't know why I'm depressed, I need advice from myself
I can't do music and love it because that's just how it is
but I'ma do music and love it because I say screw the biz
How my visions distorted, my ideas never exported
I was following a formula and I never wanted
That to happen lost my handle bars and all I did was

Pedal not knowing where I'm going except for above
I don't care how I look, it's about what's in the book
Karma's real, and you know that real music will blow
Don't need Photo shoots don't need premieres, don't need more in my circle
I'm done coming to people the people just messed with my steelo
I'm a gentleman of virtue, God is on my side
Don't need a flashy repertoire 'cause I know me inside
I'm thinking back to all the times in my life could have died
My father's pastor told me there's a reason I'm alive

Hallelujah, thank you Lord
We still alive don't let them take what's yours
Hallelujah, thank you Lord
I'm feeling like the man, this make me wanna dance
I'm feeling like the man, this make me wanna dance

Jesus, in a few months, way you bless me, need a visa
And a key cut to a new home and a new whip, two tone
That classic for a classic black man from that west end
My blessings, can't count them
Thought I had none then I found them
Laid in an intersection, Toronto Jane & Weston
My leg was hella broken but got up started stepping
Fell back down, but the point that I'm making
Any damage don't stop me so that proves I'm amazing

Hallelujah, thank you Lord
We still alive don't let them take what's yours
Hallelujah, thank you Lord
I'm feeling like the man, this make me wanna dance
I'm feeling like the man, this make me wanna dance

I don't mess with these kids, don't call my city the six
I'm the youngest one repping, I'm the realest legend
Started 2011 and already the illest
My people in taking liquor, Ny Quil liquid of preference
I been told I do nothing 'cause I'm raking in nothing
It go deeper than money, don't forget to bring love in

Tired of these rappers fronting being viewed as our forefront
They won't help my people, all these rappers I'm bored of
All these rappers are sort of, that trash was a hot for a minute
Generation Y is dying, try my best to prevent it
By the looks of it can't really tell which ones are ascendants
Clairmont The Second, the reverend, my people need independence let's begin it
I'll begin it
This is just the beginning
This is just the beginning