Yeah...

Aight let’s do it

So I heard you had a girl but she left you

All because you had a love a ruler couldn’t measure

So I heard you got deal without letting me help you

That’s f***** up man I thought we were better

So I heard you feeling underrated

Well put in work lil n**** boy you barely made it

Now I see they’ve got me so mistaken

I been working since Jeezy had soda and quarters bakin’

I cared so much. I gave so much

I can only get with it if my soul touch

Soap opera from my soap box, cold cuts

Salt on my wounds, look n**** I’m sewed up

Soaking with my feet in the soil

Grounded, so I see em when they seek and destroyin’

This is... God’s playlist through yo’ Sonos

...this audio No Doz

Straight drop from the soul of a dreamer

Sold everything from green to shoe cleaner

Seen many things the dream is so clear

A small city n**** with things for you to hear like...

(Answering machine)

Yeah... you got a little fire lit under ya a** now huh?

Mmhmm, what you gon’ do now? Huh? How you feel now? Oh yeah, this ya uncle Mike... call me back

I’m like what else I gotta do? You want classics?

Well in less than 10 months I gave 2

And then the game tried to suck me dry

Oh I ain’t rapping? Huh... well go and check Sway top 5 cyphers

Showed up, showed out, boy I showed my a**

Hopped up and got right in my bag

I went overseas like Chanel tags

Berlin Boys n**** Euro steps (Mm)

Before I had a deal I was real

Before Drake had a beard I was ill

When me and 6LACK had talks in the group chat

‘Bout Young Thug cadence and skill boy I was trill

I gave Greg Street a tape in 3 days dawg

It never dropped, but I promise I was skating dawg

N***** be treating me like I’m laid off

Son clocking in like a day job

They’re like, how you sign to Nas and not one person capitalize?

Was it the label or the management guys? Or me?

But it’s cool we’ll do it better this time

For the gloomy weather got me an umbrella this time

40 days, 40 nights, twice I made a classic

Thought my young career would erect, but’s it’s flaccid

Knew my whole truth would connect so I rapped it

And I packed it and I passed it to the people, what a passion (Look)

Been overlooked and underbooked

N***** wanna play me to the left guess I got ‘em shook

Say they need to see a little more, well let’s have a look

They gon’ have me creeping through the night like the Babadook

Oh we talkin’— Oh we talkin’ rappin’ I don’t see an equal?

Half a mill off of talent and that’s a preview-

Writing life out the free way boy that’s what we do

Killing n***** in these locs and a beanie, boy no Sigel

My expectations stood tall...

But I feel I fell short, n**** Plies height

Know every circle ain’t a circle, s*** is finite

Never you think you closer than you are, that’s my advice

The problem ain’t ever the problem it’s all perspective

Trauma and caution and losses is all that I’m left with

The baddest of women? I had em with all of the extras

They’re mistaking my Brady bakin’ for Byron Leftwhich

Frustrated and prostrated these prayers go

We just lost another soldier like a day ago

And life ain’t really promised and the day is short

So I ain’t signing y’all papers just because you paying more

I been shut in yo, I been stuck in so

I been sensitive to the n***** that want my glow

I kick s*** judo, want me to stub my toe

So they can be like “oh he the one that y’all cheer for?”

Want me to fall just to say that I wasn’t special

Like I ain’t give a hand, arm, leg just to help ‘em

But I ain’t gon’ complain just charge it to my blessings

My chalice it runneth over I— (Whew, yeah)

I’m at the door like Jehova’s witness

If n***** would listen, I been killing this s*** for a minute (Yeah)

I showed my city how to go and get it

Now it’s time to show ‘em how to Bob build it, black owned business

I once saw an angel wishing on a star

I had to box with the devil now he we are

I got right and got off my sap s***

‘Cause I don’t want a back n forth with Trap ‘bout rap shit