Uh, can't you feel it?
The spirit movin', the silence nobody hearin'
But you can see by the signs that I been given
The time that I put in this, the blindness is really clearin' up
Y'all n***as did enough, but it's time now
The tide's down, divvy up all for the light now
We write style all with the stroke of a pen
You hide your lies on me from the moment I walked in
Floatin', now I'm all in, hopin' that we all coast
From the bricks and the coal, keep the stratagems here
Mad at mirror cause my glass ceiling's staring right back
And Miss Cleo fight for me but I can't fight back
Stuck in winter, summer, kickin', dustup
Bitches, numbers, trippin', fuck it, divots double
Sippin', lookin for a humble win if it's close
Hear the winds, you can hear that he's close in the warm air
Stone bears, lords forced in the crosshairs
Run across here, you run the risk of assault there
Cause you know I'm takin' all shares in this scope
Like it's offshore shares in his coat from the dirt day
Hate when I win, love when I'm gettin' mil
But hate never shakes, love's gonna get you killed
I play different, can't trust n***as in the field through the spine
Legs creepin' when it's dinnertime, n***as ride
For my brothers if it's like that
Bend the corners right back, on the nine
Albany, anywhere, I'mma find that
On my mind, enemy, really tryna define that
I won't sink but I won't have it, and won't panic
I know fire burnin' slow, lettin' me grow, ashes to gold
Feelin' in my soul when I'm tearin' it up like this
If it's a fork in the road, I'mma trust my wits
And I'll keep straight, down to lose a friend for the Pete's sake
I been losin' sleep for the dream sake
Like I'm movin' Z's for the green sake
Never been a fiend for the cheap shake
God been blessin' my heart lately but this feel different
Still sippin', still fallin' but I feel lifted
Still bitches, still callin' but he still gifted
Dissin' em, flows rain but it still drippin' outside
Son came just to deal with 'em, folks chatter
No matter, let the skill hear them
Hope shatters, fake address if you real, n***a
No matter the goals, n***as finna reap what I sow
If it's sleet, if it's snow, I'mma still get it
Still trippin' the coat bobs on the still liquor
Roll spliff it and whole ceilings full of clips, n***a
Clock tick and ain't shit changed
Finna hit my bro right now about coppin' that henn thang
Yeah, I'm fuckin' faded
God damn