| I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling from my eyes and my perspective |
| If it's money to be made then I'ma get it |
| I ain't starting nothing if I wasn't plannin' to finish |
| All I do is express my feelings in my music I still feel nobody gets it |
| If I |
| Could paint a picture worth a million words |
| Murder in tha air, they get that urge then they gon start to purge |
| Done with putting myself second, it's time to put me first |
| And I had learn these lessons, when life start getting worse |
| Letter to my momma I apologize |
| For all tha times I made you cry |
| And every time she seen me put that pistol by my side |
| Look inside my eyes, it just seem like I'm angry all tha time |
| But deep inside, I'm tryna hide the fact I'm really scared to die |
| And everytime |
| I feel like I'ma loose my mind |
| To fuck I look like crying |
| Coming from that jungle, gave me heart of lions |
| Aye, I just wanna shine |
| You ain't a man, if you ain't fall and got back up at least a hunnid times |
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| This shit get hectic |
| Diamonds dancing on my necklace |
| I'm getting tired of doing shit to be accepted |
| Fuck every meeting at every label, got use to being rejected |
| Every word in every verse, I ever said just know I meant it |
| I am not promoting violence, I just speak on what I'm living |
| Ion ask for nothin' back, ion count the times I was helping |
| All tha times that I gave back, but its like I don't get my credit |
| But when I do some for myself, they got the nerve, to call me selfish |
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| Ain't it crazy... |
| Same shit that made me, might be the same thing that break me |
| Ain't it crazy... |
| Same shit that made me, might be the same thing that break me |
| Ain't it crazy... |
| Same shit that made me, might be the same thing that break me |
| Ain't it crazy... |
| Same shit that made me, might be the same thing that break me |
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| Stuck between rapping, drilling or tryna make some melodies |
| They telling me, that I could blow, if I make songs they was telling me |
| I tell em I making songs for the people that relate to me |
| My chemistry with rappers is off its hard me to make friends with me |
| And lately I been DND I ain't been checking my messages |
| I started living better when I don't compare who's next to me |
| I'm holding on weaponry |
| Sad to say it's what's protecting me |
| Feel like I'm close to blowing just let me show u the best of me |
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| If I'm calling you my brother just don't turn you ain't gotta question me |
| You tell me that you love me, is you or the ecstasy |
| Message to my bitch, you get you my all just don't think the less of me |
| And I've been stirring up the pot, they asking for the recipe |
| I use to have heart, till them losses just took the rest of me |
| Life ain't gave me lemons, I stole it right off the lemon tree |
| SRT engine I'm speeding drinking onna Hennessy |
| And god ain't gave me answers, I wanted he kept on testing me |
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| Apparently it worked |
| Cuz I stood tall through the adversity |
| I'm sorry my child, I keep this pistol on me personally |
| Hard to live normal, when you ain't kno who tryna murder me |
| Don't question when you wit me, n why I move wit urgency |
| Before I had the diamonds, was robbing and doing burglaries |
| I'm glad I had these flaws, cuz I ain't want to fit in perfectly |
| Sick I got that call, when Brodie ain't make it out tha surgery |
| Mistakes, I made, help me make it, ain't do it purposely |
| Please excuse my French, don't want you thinking it's rude of me |
| Been shopping for some acres so fuck a gated community irs |
| Enough that, bro just took 20 ain't even 20 yet |
| We just tryna catch a succa, put bullets into his fitted cap |
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