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2AM On Mt. Olympus Video (MV)




Performed By: Z MARTIN
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Zach Martin




Z MARTIN - 2AM On Mt. Olympus Lyrics
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Trip to Mount Olympus
I can't trip, I really live this
I was born to be a titan
I sharpen swords with Prometheus
And I live in the dark
But I'm praying that they see this
Got my heart on my sleeve
I wear the sole out of my sneakers
I could never walk alone
I got the faith of a believer
I'ma stand on what I say and you don't know how bad my feet hurt
This is real
When's the last time that you asked me how I feel
I've been putting on for so long but I still got feelings still
Always felt a little different
That's the reason I know it's real
Talk to God daily
He Keeps the water still that surrounds me
I float when I move
Check the energy around me
I step into a room, don't say a word
And they start looking at they surroundings
I come in peace, I don't mean to make no scenes
I'm the quietest in the room
I just listen to who speaks
I don't say much
I told a girl everything and ever since I stay hush
Told a girl I love her just to find out she won't stay put
I ain't said I love you since to anybody that ain't blood
I can't love, I can't trust
Look me in my eyes and tell me everything I ain't done
You changed me
Turned me into the person God made me
So I'm thankful
Never got the chance to tell you thank you
Weight up off my chest and now I'm floating like an angel
Always giving handouts
Everybody taking handfuls
I'm done with it
Traffic in the standstill I run with it
Mind is in a different place
I can't explain the things that just come with it
Separate myself from the evil that's gon' limit
God's gift to me
That's a hard gift to be
Got a heart that's gon' beat out my chest on repeat
I start to meditate it start to beat at 43
When will they appreciate me
They gon' wait until I hang it up
Carmelo Anthony
I ain't asking for no flowers
But it's time to plant your seeds
I done put in all the hours
Now it's time for you to see
What I'm made of
Put me toe to toe and he look nervous from the neck up
Put the fear of God in anybody that step up
I'ma take myself every time man let's check up
Weight of my soul is in my shoes
So it's hard for me to let up
Her best friend start to text me, that's a setup
I only hit her up once a year like it's a checkup
I'm awake shooting 3am, somebody step up
I'm known to mess around but I won't mess up
And you make a mess, hire the cleaners
I think we 10 songs in and you still ain't hear no features
I've been so locked in
I ain't even had the time to see her
Only time that I'm outside is if I'm on that weedeater
I ain't hiding
Trying to tell my story
I'm tired of keeping quiet
Soon as I drop the flood
I start to feel like I'm Poseidon
And everybody start to link
And they forget where I'm residing
Why your side of the story always sound like it's one sided
How you trying to blame me for the stuff that you provided
I wasn't even there
I wasn't even invited
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Trip to Mount Olympus
I can't trip, I really live this
I was born to be a titan
I sharpen swords with Prometheus
And I live in the dark
But I'm praying that they see this
Got my heart on my sleeve
I wear the sole out of my sneakers
I could never walk alone
I got the faith of a believer
I'ma stand on what I say and you don't know how bad my feet hurt
This is real
When's the last time that you asked me how I feel
I've been putting on for so long but I still got feelings still
Always felt a little different
That's the reason I know it's real
Talk to God daily
He Keeps the water still that surrounds me
I float when I move
Check the energy around me
I step into a room, don't say a word
And they start looking at they surroundings
I come in peace, I don't mean to make no scenes
I'm the quietest in the room
I just listen to who speaks
I don't say much
I told a girl everything and ever since I stay hush
Told a girl I love her just to find out she won't stay put
I ain't said I love you since to anybody that ain't blood
I can't love, I can't trust
Look me in my eyes and tell me everything I ain't done
You changed me
Turned me into the person God made me
So I'm thankful
Never got the chance to tell you thank you
Weight up off my chest and now I'm floating like an angel
Always giving handouts
Everybody taking handfuls
I'm done with it
Traffic in the standstill I run with it
Mind is in a different place
I can't explain the things that just come with it
Separate myself from the evil that's gon' limit
God's gift to me
That's a hard gift to be
Got a heart that's gon' beat out my chest on repeat
I start to meditate it start to beat at 43
When will they appreciate me
They gon' wait until I hang it up
Carmelo Anthony
I ain't asking for no flowers
But it's time to plant your seeds
I done put in all the hours
Now it's time for you to see
What I'm made of
Put me toe to toe and he look nervous from the neck up
Put the fear of God in anybody that step up
I'ma take myself every time man let's check up
Weight of my soul is in my shoes
So it's hard for me to let up
Her best friend start to text me, that's a setup
I only hit her up once a year like it's a checkup
I'm awake shooting 3am, somebody step up
I'm known to mess around but I won't mess up
And you make a mess, hire the cleaners
I think we 10 songs in and you still ain't hear no features
I've been so locked in
I ain't even had the time to see her
Only time that I'm outside is if I'm on that weedeater
I ain't hiding
Trying to tell my story
I'm tired of keeping quiet
Soon as I drop the flood
I start to feel like I'm Poseidon
And everybody start to link
And they forget where I'm residing
Why your side of the story always sound like it's one sided
How you trying to blame me for the stuff that you provided
I wasn't even there
I wasn't even invited
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Writer: Zach Martin
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