Mortal Man

Chinks in my armor I'm still going hard ma My homies just died Excuse me if my song cry It's been a hard year for the family It's been a hard year understanding Everything that glitter ain't gold my niggas They want us all sitting in a hole my nigga I know I know But I be damn if I get up And go that's a no I just need a way to settle the score For the bro My heart hurt My eyes red Teary eyed and they sore I got myself a whole 5th I'ma pour Henny nigga, Oh I been feeling pain but yo mama dawg And I got the words I been tryna dog It's you and wop forever and I promise yall Tears in my eyes men don't cry So I'm loading my gun It's an eye for an eye nigga A mortal man a mortal man I faced all my problems with a gun in hand I know real Gz I know real pz A mortal man a mortal man I faced all my problems with a gun in hand They hated on jesus And me I'm just a mortal man Damn I did everything I thought was right And still got it wrong Put 2 cents in Went broke now I'm gone Back to the drawing board Back to the wall Back to the downs The ups they were small Got jumped 1 on 1s Gang bang I'm involved Hit the county Squabble up read lit fuck em ball Release date brack guarantee we going off Paid dues & fees Paid the cost to be the boss Now I'm Pickin up the pieces where I left em They wouldn't do me right so I left em Scantron shit imma check em You gotta want it every single second So I swallowed my pride God on my side and this 9 is 2 Let a bitch nigga try it Put the weight on yo ass Like you bad at a diet And niggas been dying over pride A mortal man a mortal man I faced all my problems with a gun in hand I know real Gz I know real Pz A mortal man a mortal man I faced all my problems with a gun in hand They hated on jesus And me I'm just a mortal man Damn I was starving no job Just a grind for the music Doing everything I can just to prove it Losing more on what I spend Spending more than what I'm making And motherfucker saying have patience I was down broke on my ass Trying pass a rapper The passion for the game ain't a factor I was going in for the dollars Fuck a friend fuck a potna Disputes with my moms Saying fuck my baby momma Cause my baby need everything And I ain't got shit Put it all on the line I had to hang my clothes with All this shit up on my plate You couldn't microwave this I stood in the kitchen With my apron on bitch And I Turned the heat up with the pressure Use my energy like Tesla The game got rules it'll test ya Make it all seem tough Life precious A mortal man