Alive and Well - Eric Reprid

Alive and well

Back then my priority was to save myself

Knew I had to get my head straight for I went all out to go chase the wealth

always seein' through it

3 am when we would get into it

Mama cried like every night I didn’t mean to do it

She just wanna know what I’m doin' but I don’t tell her though

Whenever I tried explainin’s like she seen a ghost

That’s why don’t say nothin' keepin' my eyes low just like they hoped

Since high school it was me and C

Listenin' motivation tapes while we on the way to get somethin' to eat

Tryin' to drown this anxiety

Questionin' these old views lookin' at the man like who the fuck are you

Fuck up out my way I ain’t got shit to lose

Mo’fucka I got shit to prove

Remember walkin' in New York on my birthday

Moms was still tryna get me to live her way

Strollin' round time square feelin' boxed in with my soul drained

Tired of fightin' they fears ain’t gon' carry no more dead weight

Wrote two verses on the plane back home on some lonesome shit

Sent the demo to Kora, she gave a hook, then we dropped that shit

Somehow in the first week it hit 20k

Universe by my side now I could finally show mom some change

Tensions high like everyday

But a lil' blue peekin' through the grey just validated the way we movin'

Wasn’t tryna still be student

Demons on me them shits be ruthless

Think I gave my two sense about ten times

Slowly shiftin' they paradigm

I been adjusted to the fuckin' fights

February 2017 was the second time I tried to drop out

The first time I was 17 and I choked up and I tapped out

Okay but now it’s fuck the past I’ma get it right no fucks given

Tears shed every single day holdin' my position

Family my opposition

Even grandma begged me to listen

They just hung up on old tradition

I won’t pay attention let alone tuition

Need to get it this fuckin' instance

Always claimin' that I’m delusional

Is what it is I’m not froze I’m blessed

On house arrest 'till I need to leave then I’m gettin' faded

Just to ease the stress I don’t feel enough

Woke up faded always down too much

Friends got they own niche need a goodnight that’s when we all get in touch

Fuck around and then it’s back to business

Need my balance but they don’t get it

Lookin' at me like I’m pathetic

That shit she talk I’m not interested

I’m interjectin' tryna cut a deal

Gimme two fuckin' years to show that this shit is real

I’ma go and make what you make off the music and then see how you feel

Took a second

Said you only got two years to go make it happen

May 2019 if you ain’t made it then you gotta quit the rappin'

Finally they done quit the yappin'

Finally I can get to actions

Prayin' this whole fuckin' mess gon' work out and be worth the damage