In the Wind

[Intro: Joey Bada$$] Yeah, ride Roll something to this one right here, man you know what I'm... Nah, man, I can't roll nothing up to this one right here, we want to keep it all clean you know what I'm saying? Yeah, ride with my, ride, ride Just ride with me, ride with me [Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] Yo, and I'll be here for you when there's no one else I see things been getting hard, you need somebody's help I'm really worried about the kid's of tomorrow's date That's why I'm always conscious in everything I say My little brother getting big, yo, he just turned eight Know he be looking up to me, I see it in his face When he listen to my music it takes him away My only wish is that it brings him to a better place You see, the universe is listening every time we speak What you seek, it seek in you, so practice what you preach And if I got some type, a voice should be used to teach My young world, your wildest dreams are within your reach And I'mma tell you, just like I told me Believe in yourself, you can do anything No matter what they say you can't do or won't be Don't ever listen, keep limited homies, plus limits don't know me See, knowledge your pops and Wisdom's your OG Experience is born in understanding of thee Of whom you've come to be, this child of Destiny Nothing's coincidental, everything meant to be, now; [Chorus: C. S. Armstrong + Joey Bada$$] Now—I’m hopin' that you’re listenin' (Just vibe with the most—most) And you can find my love—love blowin' in the wind (Keep it goin', yo—check) [Verse 2: Joey Bada$$] I always knew that one day I would be a star Since a kid I always had this feeling in my heart Sometimes I wonder if I'm really this special or Is there something that you ain't been telling me Lord You see I learned something vital with my whole career From just watching, observing things over the years A secret that I don't think that I'm supposed to share But I don't care cause if they kill me, I was never here You see, the truths been hidden under your nose for a long time The only real power is the one over your mind So once you seek control of every little thing you do Start to unlock the potential that's inside the youth Don't you get got or cell blocked Thinking the world's dark and hell's hot My only hell is being enslaved 'til I'm in the box And to my brother's treating life like it's another bitch I encourage you to find yourself a better chick And treat her with respect, cause the moment you neglect Start to fade and pick away pieces of your flesh So be smart cause it's never too late for change Never met a man who gained without feeling his pain [Chorus: C. S. Armstrong + Joey Bada$$ + Big K.R.I.T.] Now—I’m hopin' that you’re listenin' (Yeah) And you can find my love—love blowin' in the wind (Ya feel me?) Uh [Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.] A country boy' dream can beat the odds Watching out for laws on the falling stars I pray that you make it out of the booby traps And feeble daps that people give you on the low Let's face off in the grass, just be careful when it grow It's more about the messaging, less about the flow The sky ain't the limit, although that's what we're told amongst other things Like you can't be successful with out a flooded, embezzled, diamond chain Well damn, what about feeding families? Giving your all to manage Don't sacrifice your canvas to paint a picture of some bullshit Be weary of the path that talk of private jets in the pool pit Got to be real, through your heart, to your core Don't give up on God, when there's so much more in store Now I don't mean to be preaching, some might say I'm reaching But Lord knows, somebody gotta teach it I'm hopin' that you listen [Chorus: C. S. Armstrong + Big K.R.I.T. + Joey Bada$$] I’m hopin' that you’re listenin' (Yeah) And you can find my love—love blowin' in the wind (Ya feel me?) Uh [Outro: Hannibal Buress] Yo, a cappella—'cause Statik won't give me no beats But I spit bars no matter what, in the heat It's eighty degrees out in the street We in Greenpoint or Bushwick, I push shit—that's it I ain't even got the headphones on—no headphones Hold the headphones in my hand to make 'em handphones I'm the man, H.B [Produced by Statik Selektah]