Daily Affirmations - Cohenbeats, Quelle Chris

I’m good enough

I’m smart enough

And god damn it people like me (they like me, they really like me,

they really like me)

I’m feeling really Sally Field, nigga

One minute you the key, next «who is he?»

like Bill Withers

Peasants flock to break us down, the legends build with us

Fans that called us from day one

Each one is still with us

I’m not drill or trill, I’m ill

That shit got no limits

Quelle ain’t the first name

But still OB, no gimmicks

Can you dig it?

Or might you be that hating nigga on the sideline

Taking shots 'cause you can’t stand to see us moving as a unit

I should not

We pop up with more pot than Netflix got Hitler docs

Caught accolades and props

Why equinox?

You woulda thought we brought in hand grenades and Glocks, the knuckle box

Just to keep the cuts covered and the furnace hot

Bridges, I done built a plenty, haven’t burned a lot

Still don’t cross 'em off, then I lay low and let the music talk

Clockin' out, might toast the good folks that came out the rocks who’s names I

won’t remember come December but it meant a lot to let me know that

Y’know?

I’m good enough (I'm good enough)

I’m smart enough (I'm smart enough)

And god damn it people like me (you like me, right now, you like me)

People joggin' don’t mean nothin' when your heart is rotten

My man, I know it be hard as old fake titties to break out your city

Break the chain, you know you bigger than they say you could be

You over heads like hoodies, I over-stand my brother, man

We hand in hand, no bro-mo

You tryna get that promo on the low low

You tryna get that dough up on the dolo

A couple blogs gone said you 'bout to blow so

You tryna keep it humble but deserve more

Each new release is like a royal rumble

You tumble (fall, fall, fall)

You think this shit ain’t worth it

And then you catch a message from somebody

Like you gave my life a purpose (oh word?)

Alone but not alone

That reason without reason

Beyond the Terror Dome of dance and song, song and dance

The circle stands upon, but he who plans

Or plans to fail

I know some days it’s hard as hell to keep faith in ya self

There’s new beginnings on the shelf 'cause, you know

You’re good enough

You’re smart enough

And look, god damn it people like you (they like you, they really like you,

they really like you)

Man is not happy alone

But he’s alone after all

So stand up when you fall

Word