Aye, look
Tell me do you understand
Livin' in city where n***as who got a vision but nobody to listen to em is like?
I remember the feeling of wakin' up in the mornin' to my brother Hitting the lights — it was bright — man I wanna flash back to the good days
Splash black to Hemlock and Graham - Palm Middle when a n***a was little and didn’t worry bout the mothafuckin wild things
Only child things; now I’m grown and the times changed
You n***as is jokes
Is you an Enama?
Gotta be shitting me
N***as is kidding me
Unless you kin to me
N***as is kids to me
You are my enemy
Fuck what you heard
I am not one of you n***as
I handle my business with writtens and handle my business in acting
You act like a rapper and act in yo writtens, my n***a we diifferent
Pardon me homie I’m sippin'
Maybe I’m trippin'
Shit been gettin’ to me lately
I’m drowning - Somebody help me I’m gone
I been feelin like a pawn
I been feeling all alone
I don’t wanna be star
But you gotta be a star
Arguing with myself -- bargeinning with myself
N***as didn’t wanna play the play the game
I hate the game
The pain it brings
It ain’t the same
I ain’t the same and it’s a shame that every single moment I relate to pain
I make a song I’m scared to sing - my God
Man, fuck all that bullshittin' and modesty
Step up to the plate and start being who you’re designed to be
Might as well show the people the other side of me
Cause now my brother gone and it feel like he live inside of me
Honestly —
Time get rid of who you was like tryna be
Tza just be yaself -- the rest of that shit is handled
You gotta problem rambling
Noticed you feel mishandled
You feel the world against you
It’s getting harder to stand up
But N***a this is your purpose
Focus up or you worthless
Continue being a servant
Stay away from them serpents
You got it my N***a
Yeah, I got it brother you right
Let me focus up on my life
Let me focus up on this writing cause, uh
9 times outta 10 I’ll be top 3 of the top 5 of top of the west
If you count time in the top 5 then I’m prolly number 1
Can't no muthafucka top my shit
These lyrics rockin’
This bass knockin
No redembocker can’t pop my shit
Man of Steel, you can’t chop my shit
Y'all constipated — can’t stop my shit
Let me talk my shit
Walk my shit
Pull up at the crib — lemme park my shit
Lock my whip, bow my head, and I pray to God
Then I spark my shit
Eyes stained from the tears
Sighs from the pain I’m ashamed of the years
Fuck yo fears
Fuck yo tears
Want the throne, there it is - n***a

Shit, I been praying for my for dividends
Should’ve known since hand-me-downs I never saw me fitting in
And I don' dealt with heartbreak after heartbreak
Heartache after heartache and
I wonder, how much my heart’ll take but really fathers sake - Godfathers n***as -
Go hard in the paint
Bogard a n***a
Invest until wallet thicker
Muthafucka get yo dollars bigger
Stop poly-talkin’ -- start politicin'
Be Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen
Straight Bull Shit; No bullshit
Stretch it out and don’t pull shit
So you can live the life that you want to live
Say the things that you want to say
Give the things that you want to give
Change the game that you wanna play but I’m
Traumatized with these memories so I’m drowin all in this Hennessy
Head low like a Guillotine
Pray to God that you remember be
You remember me —
My dogs with me — new pedigree
Barkin' up at this Tree of Life
Tryna solve these mysteries
Pray away all my enemies
Tryna go down in history
As the greatest spitter you ever seen
Everybodies vs. Everything n***a
West
West
Yeah

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