38 Spesh
Sinatra’s Demons
[Verse]
Rap n***as wear a disguise and still I know it's you
I know the truth and I'm supposed to notice who?
Nah, you gotta show some proof
You only get confident when you go in booths
You don't show my quest love, I'm back to my oldest roots
Some petty n***as known to shoot
You want smoke? I got shotties as old as Snoop
I'll give you the rope to hang and I'll hold the noose
I'm only happy when I'm foldin' loot
I'm so recluse, I only talk to myself and I give them no excuse
Real n***as is now known as goofs
They turn misery into memes and funerals into photoshoots
Your flow's a fluke, you spit the coldest lies and it's no surprise
I'm polarized, Daniel Robitaillе in a coat and tie but no demise
It bе's like that when a n***a knows the vibes
See my reflection when you close your eyes
Made that connection, now your soul is mine
Nothing but darkness on the road to shine
But if you was notarized, you would know to rise
Let's keep it a hunnid
I've been watchin' my back for years, I don't sleep on my stomach
They say go and tackle your fears you believe that you want it
If you holdin' back on your tears, either leave it or love it
I weave through the rubbish like I'm Saquon
Giant steps I'ma take on
So heavy is the head, but the ruthless king couldn't play pawn
In any situation I'ma stay calm
Don't be the bottom of the food chain and get preyed on
Stack bundles like Rayquon 'til I'm ballin' like Ray John
Rondo, Griselda Blanco, the smell of Pablo
Escobar, stumbled when I left the bar
Eleven Maddie Parks, spent ten thousand in that restaurant
Dressed rather sharp, Johnny Walker blue, fresh cigar
We gon' live the day, 'cause we don't know if we'll see death tomorrow
Who else could I play? A couple names, all the rest bizarre
What else could I say? Got paid from pain, n***a check the scars, hah
A .50 cal'll leave your chest ajar
Your arms too short to box with a god that's too blessed to spar, bless is hard
But catch me in the back room payin' for damages
'Cause Scott roughed up the waiter for servin' us cold sandwiches
How hood n***as handle shit, open scars and give bandages
The only blessin' you get is life, take your advantages
Sometimes I drink away the pain until it vanishes
But life's a business, God gave it to you, he gon' manage it
Yeah, a real man'll stand on his own two
So own the pain, don't let it own you
Yeah, a real man'll stand on his own two
Own the pain, don't let it own you