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(You've been the best at times) huh (You've walked me through my darkest days) I've been goin' through a lot, but (why must I turn around? I ask myself) I still manage to pray to God, and Even though it feel like everybody goin' against me and shit (this just ain't fair, so hard to bear) I still persevere, I push through this shit (I'm not really sure these days) I got a family to feed (sure these days, sure these days) Huh, is it me God? Why these people on my dick? I sin, pray, sin again, then go repent It's like people mad I ain't strugglin', people mad I'm rich I can shit on everybody, I'm as humble as it get Could've said, "Fuck everybody", these niggas ain't gave me shit Who done did more for the city? We eat the most, respect the tent (huh) Who done did more for my momma? I done spent more bustianas Too generous to be honest My heart so big I (I'll let you take a piece of me) Who really puttin' on for the city though? (I hope you get the peace you need) Who really take their time out and talk to these kids? Give back to these kids though? (And if that's) If I'm wrong, let me know though (not enough) Yeah, who? Everybody rich but (everybody) who goin' back? (I'll let you go peacefully) Who bein' seen in the community though? (Oh, yeah) Who lettin' the kids touch 'em (and love 'em) Haha, hmm It's so much shit on my plate Could've said, "Fuck everybody", packed my shit and moved away Rich as fuck, still ridin' round in five percent tint with a Drake I can do bad by myself, I made sure everybody ate Wasn't nobody around me, I was starvin', real, it was late I'm up as fuck, don't give a fuck, bitches gon' fuck, niggas gon' hate Some ho shit happened, every time I elevate, can't catch a break Yeah, I see 'em, but I still pray, I'm a hypocrite for real I'm out here tellin' kids to stop the violence, slidin' the same day Givin' back, catch a hat, givin' back, gettin' back My opps be out here tauntin' me, them bodies keep on huntin' me It's lonely at the top for real, somebody keep me company Be lifeless for real, I deal with life shit for real I put that shit behind me, but I got less of it front of me, huh I don't worry about the bullshit, I'm thuggin' People keep on tellin' me I'm hard to get in touch with I accept my lifestyle and everything it come with Catch a flight out of state, go home, get a bucket These niggas be suspect, I'm always a suspect I'ma keep on winnin', that's gon' always leave 'em upset Every day I up, check, they be like, "I bet Skilla gon' fall off", tss, bet I wanna be the best rapper alive, nigga, nothin' less They want me to fall off but they lyin' to my face Sayin' they love me and (I'll let you take a piece of me) Is it me God? Why these people on my dick? I sin, pray, sin again, then go repent (I hope you get the peace you need) It's like people mad I ain't strugglin', people mad I'm rich I can shit on everybody, I'm as humble as it get (and if that's) Could've said, "Fuck everybody", these niggas ain't gave me shit (not enough) Who done did more for the city? We eat the most, respect the tent (huh) (I'll let you go peacefully) Who done did more for my momma? I done spent more bustianas (oh, yeah) Too generous to be honest You've been the best at times You've walked me through my darkest days Why must I turn around? I ask myself (I don't know) This just ain't fair, so hard to bear (it's not fair) I'm not really sure these days, sure these days, sure these