Journey Songtext
von Brian Brown

Which way we go, we′ll never know
Live for today, search for tomorrow
Finding my way along the ride
Hoping you're there on passenger side
Which way we go, we′ll never know
Live for today, search for tomorrow
Finding my way along the ride
Hoping you're there on passenger side

While niggas was out there winning

I was here, deep in the trenches
Searching, looking for clarity

Grinding, thinking longevity

But now I'm like fuck it let′s get it though
In too deep, been way too long down on this road
Even with wrong turns, God was still in shadows
Head high, tunnel vision


Through the darkness, I still see it
Everything they thought I was
I′m on the way, how 'bout that cuz?
Head high, tunnel vision
Through the darkness, I still see it
Everything I thought I could be
I am now, how ′bout that G?
As I hit the blunt, put on my seatbelt and I hit the streets

Pray to you, my soul you'll keep

Never know who I′ma creep

If I die while bending corners
Don't cry, it′s a celebration
Just make sure the horns from SpottieOttie playing, I said

As I hit the blunt, put on my seatbelt and I hit the streets
Pray to you, my soul you'll keep
Never know who I'ma creep
If I die while bending corners
Don′t cry, it′s a celebration
Just make sure the horns from SpottieOttie playing, yeah

Which way we go, we'll never know
Live for today, search for tomorrow
Finding my way along the ride
Hoping you′re there on passenger side
Which way we go, we'll never know
Live for today, search for tomorrow
Finding my way along the ride
Hoping you′re there on passenger side


Hey, say won't you lead me, guide me, and show me the way
Hey, I promise to never go astray
Ooh, come on and won′t you lead me, guide me, show me the way
I know you hear me, Lord
I promise to never go astray, hey

Roll a blunt up for the come-up
I'm killing this shit 'til I′m one up
On all of my niggas who in the positions to get it
I′m gon' be right there at the finish
This God as my witness
The way that we living is wrong
But I swear that the feeling′s stupendous

I be in the trenches tryna correct all my wrongs
And regain everything that's been missing
But don′t get it twisted, all of my flows is consistent
And none of your shit has been hitting
I aim for the stars, waiting for the perfect pitches
And curving the rest to the fence
Niggas want Benzes, bitches want inches

I want a mafia style type of business
Yeah, it's the House and I said it and meant it
Mikey D, Tutt and Zaywop, we the illest
Tiggity chemist, cooking up beats in the kitchen
You think that it′s dope how he whip it
We get it and flip it

I'm Nino Brown in the image
With waves and some denim that's fitted
Tell me if I′m tripping and getting ahead of myself
Maybe I′m fed up, I guess
Fuck all the stress
I don't got time for the next
′Cause I'm tryna raise up the set
Ain′t no need to flex

I'ma need more than a check
And I can admit that I′m blessed
But where is the rest?
Grind brought me in as a guest
Now I gotta clean up this mess

My city been hurting and needing some heroes
And my niggas want kilos

So I'ma be rapping like I plan on trapping
'Til I can bring my nigga D home, let′s get it