See you soon
(Yeah) Give me strength I'm weary, increase my power I'm weak
Somethings I seen, can't bring myself to repeat, won't ever utter or speak
Thank God I ain't choose the streets(Mhm), Thank God I ain't choose the streets
Can't get split like Pop-Tarts over beef, can't help a fiend scratch a itch
Can't keep ten girls inside twenty-four seven, sucking on dick(No Diddy)
Checking, Accomplishments off lists, don't care about having a roster
Don't care about being rich, too much I represent
Last name ring bells round my city, plenty of evidence
Pen here heaven sent, Blue De Chanel the scent
Watch how you talk to me, don't mess around and get bent
Own all my jewels, none of em' cost rent
Life's all about risks, not how much time is spent
Sometimes you don't even need to say nothing
Just let the beat talk to ya, know what I'm saying?
This real beautiful right here, we finna try something new though, see how this go
(Uh, Uh, Yeah)
Ain't got no friends only got family
(Not my fault)No one understands me
(Growing up everybody)Told me what I can't be
(Sending smoke back)Like Marcus Camby
(Ole reliable)Like a 06' Camry
(Know she love me)Say she can't stand me(Aye)
When I'm done wit her, legs weaker than Bambi
What can I say? (I'm a real man G)
(Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh)Women come first bump what ya heard
(Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh)He don't eat cat? Leave em' on the curb
Intercourse everyone eats or no meals get served
Five star restaurant energy, not just little Hors d'oeuvres
Say man, what's the word? Who need approval to be heard?
Seeking validation from thots, aren't thoughts I concur
Standard tests not for everyone, I can infer
Haha Purr
(Uh, Uh, Yeah)
Talking bout some, I can't say what I want on a song(Tuh)
(Growing up everybody)Told me what I can't be
Biggest battles the ones, you fight against yourself
My insecurities take up three bookshelves
Not afraid to seek help, not afraid of being wrong
Nobodies perfect, no ones too far gone
Some people smoke weed, some drink from dust to dawn
Some hit randoms raw, I watch football, and make introspective songs
(Yeah)Can't right all my wrongs, but can write another verse(Mhm)
Sleeping through alarms, need to get up for church
So much going on, need to cleanse off this dirt
I'm a work in progress as my dad always says
Some fight with intellect, others fight with lead
One thing bout everybody, is anyone can get bled
Healing comes in stages, We on our last leg
(Uh, Uh, Yeah)