Show some kindness
Whole Lotta trauma I'm used ya
Whole lotta problems I'm used ya
A Whole lot
On cold days I was cooped up
Kick a rhyme, scheme a dime shit I don't do much
Middle finger twice grew up
You say “fuck me” well the feeling is mutual
Ahh ahhh
The devil and perfection is a lie
Maybe why I Can't … tell a lie like I used ta
Damn nigga, I am with it
Took baton and I ran with it
Took baton and I ran with it
Don't forget who's hands give it
And If you ever get the fame don't forget the fam in it
We really ain't too far from the famine it's hard
When it's my backyard aye
Thru these keys let my soul sing
Thru these keys hear my soul sing
I'm still gonna sing
I'm still gonna sing
Long as a song is in my heart
I'm still gonna sing
Hope Mama and Pop proud
Hope I got the whole block proud
School days we was on lockdown
Schoolyard fights we had lots now
Can't shake what I got
10 years later make the whole city rock nowwww
Ah hah
Look how you raised me
Oh Now look how I raise you
It's you and you who I take to
A wise man said
When it come from the heart ain't no take two
Ya dig
Ah hah
I learned how to sing on the staircase
I learned how to sing when the tears came
Learned how ta
Had this song in my soul
The fear put a hold on eythang
That's on eythang
Yeah
The future is untold
I hope it unfold poetic
Feel every word so my tongue won't forget it
Thru these keys let my soul sing
Thru these keys hear my soul sing
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