Left Hand To God

Crowd laughing at me I just keep on smiling

Clowns tryna @ me I don’t got no time for em

But I got a few rhymes for em

Don’t sell coke but I gotta few lines for em

There’s a new big bad in the house

New dad, adoption papers, go ahead sign form

Just playing you ain’t worth the drip from my tip

Dip too big on ya chip, bitch tryna say that’s my kid

She got me the same way I been serving shit with no tip needed

Cause I make bread with finger, knuckle, joint

No buckle, bottle full of joy, nah secret stuff

Halfcourt points see that’s my point

My rights over my wrongs

Know they left, gotta stay strong, my calm over your rings

Nah that’s a real Jesus piece

Left hand to god I’m brushing em off

Right hand to heart just trying to see tomorrow

Left hand to god I’m brushing em off

Right hand to heart just trying to see tomorrow

Eyes to the people right hand to face, messing up features

Hold up, mess up a feature

Nah that don’t sound like me

Ain’t many sound like me

Didn’t grow up with a whole lotta green

Big loan, mama bet the bank on me

Even when I spoke quietly

Used to jibber jabber mumble over every damn beat and

Talk through my teeth, even then she could see

“Boy you’re gonna be great just gotta believe”

But it’s real damn hard

Had a whole lot of people get to beating

Thinking I ain’t have a single bar worth reading or a single feature worth seeing

Hood over head, head tucked down, down self esteem

Esteemed awards coming my way now

Crazy how shit turned out, ain’t it?

Trying to help my brethren

Used to think I had more 7-0 done turned to 7

Guess I’m the 8th

Wonder how the world gon handle my high

Y’all gotta another 40 before he end it on 60 like Kobe

World can’t handle my vibe

Mambas out but Skarlets in

New kinda snake in town where do I begin

Left hand to god I’m brushing em off

Right hand to heart just trying to see tomorrow

Left hand to god I’m brushing em off

Right hand to heart just trying to see tomorrow

Just trying to see tomorrow

I talk big cause I’ve felt small my whole life

I ain’t no bad guy just learned to use my words as knives

Y’all ain’t see the scars they leave

If you did you’d think twice

But ain’t no one calling

2am stuck alone

Zero beeps to my phone

I don’t think no one got me

But if I say that I’m wrong

Cause I still got folks in the room

But they don’t get this song

They don’t get this song

Consolidate all my comparisons

What am I wearing, my peers have been tearing it up

Conformed to complaints, I’m not caring no more, there’s no care to compare, we’re preparing for war

Screaming and fighting, lil babies be crying

My patience is wearing, im flaring it up

The therapists care, you could call them a carapist, you could get help now like never before

I can debate all my theories, the thought that the things that are dear to me dragging me down

The mornings are chores but they’re hardly too hard, throw the cards on the table might look like a clown

you might not know what the difference is

but the truth in deliverance is ignorance

i’m changing my life for the better, i’ve been in the rain and have changed with the weather

This is a mission i’m doing for me

To get the results that i want, it ain’t free

I’ll be your guide, but so be advised

The bottom ain’t pretty, the drugs in the city

Addiction that you’ve only seen in your dreams

But it’s only up from here

We’ll break through the ceilings above us

At the end then we’ll know how to love us

I lied for this shit, I done cried for this shit

At the end of the day I would die for this shit

A vision of happiness came from a dream off the weed

I just hope that you ride with this shit

Let’s take a journey through all of my thoughts

The things that I wanted I bought and I coveted

I tried to cover it up

I’ve gotta be honest no smothering up

Consolidate all my comparisons

What am I wearing, my peers have been tearing it up

Conformed to complaints, I’m not caring no more, there’s no care to compare, we’re preparing for war

Screaming and fighting, lil babies be crying

My patience is wearing, im flaring it up

The therapists care, you could call them a carapist, you could get help now like never before

I can debate all my theories, the thought that the things that are dear to me dragging me down

The mornings are chores but they’re hardly too hard, throw the cards on the table might look like a clown

you might not know what the difference is

but the truth in deliverance is ignorance

i’m changing my life for the better, i’ve been in the rain and have changed with the weather