MiloVance - The Tribulations of a Hustler Lyrics

Woke up and decided that I had to switch the scenery
Too many toxics at the table they feeling my insecurities
All that shit would burden me
I usually rub it off but my true feelings are surfacing
It's been a long time coming, I don't know where to start
Niggas I carried along but didn't make it this far
They told me they was fam but did me like Uncle Scar
Looking at wolves and sheep and couldn't tell them apart
Isolated by the world, cast out and and never returned
Now I'm just waiting to re-emerge
They tired to link back up but I had to let it burn
All the things I've learned, one them was discern
You can choose your friends but you gotta pick the right ones
Never thought there'd be knifes in my back, especially from the tight ones
Hard to see in the dark as soon as the night comes
Didn't know where I was headed, wait till morning when the light comes
How come? Niggas wanna f*ck with me like Malcolm
You know the outcome, albums drop platinum
F*cking up the game, I gave the microphone a magnum
Thoughts like a handgun, get your mind blown
Turn you to a phantom
Niggas ain't take me serious like Fergie singing the anthem
Hooked on dope and this rapping I just fell off the wagon
Spit fire like a dragon
I'm going ghost on you niggas
My new name is Phantasm

Not Spider-Man or hulk but I'm the one that you marvel
Similar to the human torch how I leave them in charcoal
Don't ever get me going I'm on a roll like a marble
Niggas shouldn't mess with me
Because too much of a good thing can be harmful
And anyone can get it too, a niggas impartial
I'm never quitting, like Robin Givens, I can escape from any prison
Any vision I had, I made it a mission
I don't stick to rituals and traditions
And you aren't my parents, nigga don't need your permission
Doing shit you couldn't dream of, you still in suspicion
If you plan on being as big as me, please forget it
You're a ghost of your former self, an apparition
Please pay attention
I'm like the warriors playing a game with no competition
Shits like an exhibition
Make the opposition disappear like a magician
I guess they couldn't stand the rain like new edition
Someone said everything comes with some repetition
But if you cross me more than once
I might subtract you from my life to make more additions
I don't let niggas see me in desperation
Spitting so cold, make a couple rappers go into hibernation
I'm just being myself but some of y'all are imitations
Sorry to say it, it's just my observation
Wondering if y'all niggas are grown, 'cause you all playing
Thinking if you devils child's can't wait to get home to Satan
Just saying, some of y'all don't even hide and make it blatant
But this is something for another conversation
Let's get back to basics
Basically what I'm saying is you're all basic
I'm creative, a mosaic oasis
A lot of your albums sound like 12 songs that aren't related
Sorry for the shade
But sometimes when you cleaning the game you need to be abrasive
But you can just leave that alone
'Cause like Harden I work best in isolation
Man I'm tenacious, overly dedicated
In any situation, I leave competition in obliteration
Annihilation, but you'd be better off embarrassed then cremated
Straightening out some of these niggas that look at me with crooked faces
You're all in danger
And most of y'all would never swallow your pride if you ain't have to taste it
Aw face it
Me and my niggas run to the bank
But money we don't have to Chase it
Pimping out all of my rides until they look reincarnated
The youngest nigga spitting like this got me feeling outdated
You're overrated, payments are over inflated
I gotta poster on my wall that say the world is mine, so if I see it I take it
God dang it
I'm like a secret agent, traveling, to exotic places
Y'all say you grown, but you acting like teenagers
I read between the lines, you just flip through the pages
Trials and tribulations