[Verse: Lute]
Fold under pressure if these n***as had the weight of my shoulders
See I don't mind reminding n***as how a n***a got noticed
Lowkey 'cause a n***a can't hate what he can't see
I know the fight in me can be misleading
But I'll never waste my energy to stop you from leaving
How many times I gotta fight for you to see me?
That shit for the birds, I feed 'em the words
The knowledge, politickin' 'bout how life got you fucked up, look up
Fuck what they say that you can't do
Most n***as mad 'cause they ain't you
Never be defined by the pictures they paint you
I got way more blessings than enemies, but hear me well
Don't let the dad persona fool you, I'll still shoot a shell
Can't dwell on shit you can't fix, man, we off that
Never burned a bridge and wanna cross back
Can't shit stop a n***a growth uh
If I drown, I'm still afloat uh
My screen lock is your face, so I'm reminded of these better days
No picket fence, just a smile, and some lemonade
I see the shade, but I'm never fazed
N***as faced with reality, result to hating
Being successful cut deeper than retaliation
But that's the cycle of a crab in a barrel, bucket, fuck it
I'm allergic to selfish, had to learn to be selfless
My friend mad, I get a text, she say "You still alive?"
So out of touch that I can't shape what's really on my mind
So out of touch that bruh, at times I feel I'm losing time
But don't start with that "you done changed" shit
'Cause I ain't been poppin' enough to even change shit
So, don't start with that "you done changed" shit
'Cause I ain't been poppin' enough to even change shit