Wild Chapters

Hit-Boy Uh, in the Rolls truck, waitin' for the light change (hah) Thinking damn, I came from the bottom, look how my life changed And all I did was write pain But I'm still runnin' the streets, man, I hope one day I might change (cash) My road through the trenches wasn't the cleanest (not at all) I know I ain't perfect, I lied, and I cheated I know some of the s- I was doin' was too egregious Told my girl I apologize, this time I mean it (I mean that) You know I got a good heart, yo, you seen it Look at all the n- I look out for and people I'm feedin' (know how I move) Yeah, I had a son a lil' while after (hah) And when he died, know it was hard for you to smile after (cash) While all that was goin' on, I had a child after (pssh) So how the f- I'm 'posed to be a proud rapper? (Hah) Story of my life, s- got wild chapters (talk to 'em, cash) I'm so fried all day, on my grind always Seen some foul, foul times in this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold Uh, been dealing and sinning from the beginning (uh-huh) Do whatever it take to make double profit percentage (sheesh) From the stoops and the benches to 'partment project with fences (man) S- we out here tryna get up out the trenches (yup) Elevate your comprehension, consolidate your vision (oh) If you were born to stand out, you wasn't meant to fit in (uh-huh) Remember, car too clean to let a sucka sit in This trap music s- mad, show you how it began In every loss, you find a lesson, make a life investment (woo) But up to then, man, live a trap life, the s- these rap n- act like See, I know how it feel to be behind the wheel (woo) With a trunk full of d- blue lights in the mirror License and insurance, give it to 'em, chill (man) You either play this s- perfect or you go to jail From hopin' I ain't got no warrants to Florence, Italy tourin' Machine and the King, from Bankhead beyond (god-damn) I'm so fried all day, on my grind always Seen some foul, foul times in this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold I put it all on the line, these the signs of the times Tryna keep peace of mind, guess I'm flawed by design Pray to God to keep my sister alive Down the Hennessy to keep the memories from fallin' out of my eyes I seen some wild chapters (uh-huh) Dealt with grief through all stages (uh) Turnin' all the pages, deeper than Neil Gaiman The world's in a hurry, it's hard to instill patience (uh) Yeah, we due for reparations and n- is still waitin' I sit in silence lookin' for silver lining I feel like Robin Williams laughin' to keep from cryin' You'd understand too, if you only stood where I am On the hills of Jerusalem, in the city of Zion I'm so fried all day, on my grind always Seen some foul, foul times in this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold So cold, so cold, so cold