Look
Don't judge me just listen
You ain't in this position
Know the choices was limited, had to make a decision
Dig a hole or climb the ladder, learned that both was a given
Know the nigga you die as gone reflect how you living
When inspiration abandoned me I just leaned on intention
This potential God granted me got me sliding my pivot
Travelin' off, passionate thoughts still driving my vision
Led with my heart, I'm the spark mind that Pac mentioned
We all got shit in the way (weigh) I'm just scaling it different
They grew Pinocchi-nose, I'm more Geppetto Hendrix
Manipulating strings being pulled to triple interest
Can't keep walking on eggs shells cause niggas timid
Grown men ready to crash out off the words of bitches
Claiming they real niggas, makes the term less appealing
If these who you looking up to, find a better ceiling
Mine is more Sistine Chapel with halos tilting, spirits spillin'
Outta my chalice I'm steady sippin', while niggas still –
Lining up beef how foreman grill it
I'm on a mission to sweepstakes to ensure winnings
Or bear arms like we came home to the porridge missing
Foreal
I don't wanna hold out
‘Cause I can't let you down
So I let it flow out
Til my heart's giving out
Look,
And niggas wanna know my story and what it's bout
I just tell ‘em I had to build an arch during a drought
I knew my reign would come outta these clouds of doubt
I said less and put in work nigga what's the hate about?
You ain't have to believe in me ‘cause I seen it in me
When I looked in the mirror, I'm who I needed to be
I thanked God for the lessons most niggas seen as defeat
Emotions repeatedly tested, stayed pristine through the grief
Lost lil sis to a bullet, bro from a OD
Still at a loss for words – shit, so I just don't speak
Came to grips with the fact I'm more detached than I might lead
I love you but I'm prepared for the day you might try me
So unhealthy
‘Cause they act close to sincere like T-Boz in Belly
To be the one to twist the knife when you're not as ready
Just leave the prints (Prince) and disappear like Machiavelli
It's on you to pick yourself up when life too heavy
My mommas worried my life's too sporadic
Me and my decisions is all that's gone fit in my casket
Is my reply, though furthest thing from a lie
I can see it in her eyes it's more emotion she's probably masking
I'm just flicking my ashes, exhale the stress that's been passive
Won't tell you how it's gone happen, just know I'm finna be massive
Bigger than luck, trust, a dream is just something imagined
Powers in the shit I made real when I acted on passions
Truth
Yeah
I don't wanna hold out
‘Cause I can't let you down
So I let it flow out
Til my heart's giving out
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