Tres Carter – “Tres Will Survive”

(verse 1)

You appreciate it more when you’ve waited your turn; nothing handed out, what you got you earned
They say “he’s so young, he’s so unlearned”; this a good time to address the concern
People that I meet now, can’t believe how little me is endowed with vision of who is risen
Like I been here for a while, hit ‘em with a smile; let me break it down, down, break it down
For the exterior examiners; on paper all they see is an amateur
They don’t see behind the scenes off camera; running through the script building up stamina, uh
2010’s winter was the coldest ever, me and ex in a blink no longer together
But whatever, I discovered, what we did under cover hindered my hover
Kush and lean couldn’t help me float higher, sayonara to both, I no longer desire
Triple X caught up in her web, spider; give up the internet, bet, no perspire
Life is hard on the way to Zion, getting tossed around in the heat like clothes drying
On an island you’re forced to apply it, that is where I am, Tres will survive it
Texted all my side-chicks like what we’re doing is over, a new way of living I’m pursuing
24 hours a day, gotta be a better steward; time just slipping away, watch covered in lubri-
Can’t act like I don’t want that back, everything’s 20/20 whenever you look back, yeah

(hook)
Please let me get that back, everything’s 20/20 when you look back
Oh, how things would be different if I could go back; since we can’t go back, I’m here surviving
Bring it on, real gold don’t fear fire, I’m coming out alive, Tres will survive
Whoever said I wouldn’t make it out is a liar, look ‘em in they eyes, Tres will survive

(verse 2)
Songs I’m on found in obituaries; killer lyrics the kid is a walking cemetery
16 ya dig, leave a verse buried; live from a casket, every bar like my last, keep a hearse ready
Play my new cut, no machete; dude in the bowtie killing’, Steve Urkel, Freddy
Krueger, keep a ruger at the roof of his m-o-u-th, open up booyah, shots go through ya
Mula, ain’t the motive if you didn’t know it; rap was all I had while alone, I feel like I owe it
Raised on Langston, that explains inner poet; ain’t no gangsta but relate to how they’re molded
Didn’t know my dad till about 20, right to be mad all them years ignored me
Could’ve asked “why were you never there for me?” – But instead showed God’s love for God’s glory
Broken foundation God’s restoring; since been building story on top of story
Not too long ago pops told me that he loved me, yall have no idea what that did for me
It’s something bout that phrase so reassuring, like sun beams in the morning
Soil’s warming, seeds planted way back start maturing, real love is enduring
Different story if I back up, young rapper, very dapper, everybody dap up
Bring laughter, heart capture, school her, if there was a re-test I’d be the appli-
Can’t act like I don’t want that back, everything’s 20/20 whenever you look back, yeah

(hook)
Please let me get that back, everything’s 20/20 when you look back
Oh, how things would be different if I could go back; since we can’t go back, I’m here surviving
Bring it on, real gold don’t fear fire, I’m coming out alive, Tres will survive
Whoever said I wouldn’t make it out is a liar, look ‘em in they eyes, Tres will survive

Real gold don’t fear fire, I’m coming out alive, Tres will survive
Whoever said I wouldn’t make it out is a liar, look ‘em in they eyes, Tres will survive
I’m coming out alive, Tres will survive
look ‘em in they eyes, Tres will survive

Let it run

Even through trials my life is perfectly orchestrated; grateful young Tina ain’t abort the baby
Since a rascal, throwing jabs, drums aching; even classics, straight jack it, the flow crazy
Going in on Dilla’s song is wrong ain’t it? Going strong, this outro is kinda long ain’t it?
Oftentimes people’s opinion is overstated; being moved by how they rate you is overrated
Some stuck in they ways, 2 feet under pavement; so when you bring change know they gon’ hate it
I’m Tres, 1 of 1, please don’t trace me, 1, cause you will never be able to duplicate me
And 2, the slot meant for you will be left vacant; don’t get caught up on my last statement
And miss the fact that your own lane is wide open for the taking; fast break lay up thinking, bout me
Like I’m somebody famous, I’m not even tryna be the greatest
I just love composing symphonies, instruments be the English language
Frame and hang what I say like Picasso paintings
But I am not Picasso Baby, but I am the Third Carter
Heads gon’ think I’m crazy, just tryna make the cut like a good barber
Doing me and I’m great at it; get in the game a wreak havoc
Ima set trends, Ima break patterns; on the fashion end, mix patterns
Stripes and polka, pop-color, popcorn re-up, watch me change pop culture, uh
Whatever way that God leads me; only thing I’m sure of is He does not need me
So I’ll be decreasing, you’ll see me

Living like I already died, heart to the sky, Tres will survive
Living like I already died, heart to the sky, Tres will survive
Living like I already died, heart to the sky, Tres will survive