Lyrics

It's been too long But I'm back though Yeah Damn, it's been a long time coming It's time to face the truth You spent a long time running Even though I'm quiet, you know that I'm up To something I'm never just doing nothing Yeah They fake checked on me, they don't really want the update Trueyy died and I couldn't write for a month straight Suicide crossed the mind of some nigga who snaked me It's crazy, you hate yourself, so of course you would hate me But nah, I don't take depression lightly I'm just done showing love to the ones that Never liked me Once it's fuck you, then it's fuck you And I gotta keep it high key I never been fake I don't know how to say it nicely at all But maybe one day Everybody talks I only listen to what some say I dress to be comfortable I don't care what's on your runways I try to talk to God daily, not just on Sundays I remember Mount Vernon and living on that one way I'm focused on my energy, not fucking up my feng shui Hoping that they give my bro probation for his gun case A Genesis is only just a Hyundai, for real Among the other things I want to be remembered by Standing firm on the truth while they was telling lies A couple bands on my wrist just so I could tell the time I'd rather save my soul, I'm never selling mine The 96 Impala was the holy grail The road to success, it can be a lonely trail I wasn't made for prison cells and wasn't made for Yale But I wasn't made to fold and never came to fail I'm trying to get this bread and keep on stacking till it's stale You go from swimming with the sharks to coming back a killer whale Tried to outsmart a nigga like me to no avail Plus the family gotta eat so nigga, everything's for sale Loyalty is a mindset and it can't be purchased I boosted my confidence and got less nervous Settle for 5% tints until they come with curtains Crazy how you go from green lighted to red shirted They couldn't curse me cause I'm covered in blessings Only associate with the team, I can't make no exceptions I threw Hail Marys and still avoided interceptions I still get paranoid at intersections We really having carte blanche with this shit I can take it in any direction If you said it, then stand on it, don't make any corrections I'll pass on the fake love and affection I'll be paid regardless if you paid attention For real Everything's for sale nigga It's not on sale though, for real
Writer(s): Julian Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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