Using fewer words when I speak

They don't understand me when I'm talking

You don't come across a **** like this often

Holding everything together, that shit get exhausting

Still rolling like I high that never died

The vibe'll never tell a lie, it never did

I put my life behind these bars I feel like I done did a bid

I should've wrote this shit in pen, another song to help you live I'm here again

I'm printing pictures from my adolescence

Trying to keep up with traditions that my granny used to do

Hazel used to be an artist, how you think I got the juice

Sleight of hand in front my mama house, she still ain't got a clue

I'm penny pinching after this, cause I done lost a thou

I mean a hundred thou, I mean two hundred thou

But fuck it, I'm off subject now

I done lived a couple lives in this shit

Still dealing with regret from compromising & shit

Another story for another day

When that ain't work, we went another way

Don't ever fold or look the other way, it'll never be the perfect time

Been searching hours for that perfect line

As soon it's time to shine, these **** first in line

You wait for yours, I'm catching mine

I'm running full sprint

Lift up my head from out a book in which I pull strengt

I came far & shit we still ain't went the full length

You'll never know your strength unless you try to lift

Sidetracked from my assignment, out here buying fifths

Never wondered if I'd make it, never had"ifs"

Shallow **** tryna marry me a bad bitch

Still insecure from all the times that we ain't had shit

Early mornings at the foot of my bed

All this money on the crib and I still live in my head

Popped a yerk before the stu, guess he work better off meds

The more familiar with the subject, then the better I read

The devil talk, he say"You better off dead"

Scars remind you all the times you done bled

I was chopping with a bitch, she ain't hear shit I just said

Make sure you handle people right, they might be close to the edge

Yeah, they might be close to the edge

Tryna run these millions up with both of my legs

Crib full of guns, two accounts full of bread

I ain't have no big homie to follow, I led

White and gold Rhino, Doodie rode on the pegs

Living in your conscience, shit'll tear you to streads

Had to find a way up, wasn't no way I could beg

Running to this shit till I become what I said

I'm running full sprint

Lift up my head from out a book in which I pull strength

I came far & shit we still ain't went the full length

You'll never know your strength unless you try to lift

Sidetracked from my assignment, out here buying fifths

Never wondered if I'd make it, never had"ifs"

Shallow **** tryna marry me a bad bitch

Still insecure from all the times that we ain't had shit