I been doin' it before that was cool

Calculatin' my steps, my breath, my moves

Captivatin' your heart, your stress through grooves

Activatin' my spells, my thoughts in the room

I been watchin' how them youngins now move

Salivatin' about competition, hungry for the— (Hungry for the—)

Ambulatin' through the city with a newfound sense

This is me, in my purest form, I don't owe—

To you, this is probably just another good song

To me, this is just another therapy session

I got anger, pain from my ancestors' death

And their debts made them sweat, reparations when I step

When I was 14, I knew somethin' was up

Needed somethin' to eat, and needed somethin' to tuck

Fast forward two years, now I'm glad I'm protected

I know I got a purpose, I'm lookin' for a message

Uh, when you're high like this

Co-signs and follows don't really mean shit

Cocoon, the Apollo, the blessings, the bliss

The fall comin' from the pride, I gotta chill quick

And I'm tall, gotta kneel down for you

I could really go harder, it's not allowed for you

But don't project, sayin' that it's not in me

It's not camaraderie, know God with me, hold on

I been doin' it before that was cool

Calculatin' my steps, my breath, my moves

Captivatin' your heart, your stress through grooves

My spells, my thoughts in the room

Back in my bag, and I'm elbow deep

The real don't sleep, and the dead don't speak

The truth don't matter if you practice what you preach

The lies don't matter when the devil is asleep

These days of frustration (These days of frustration)

We needed salvation (We needed salvation)

Ain't no time for waitin', hell nah (No time for waitin')

Let Him do the savin' (let Him do the savin')

These colors mean somethin' (Colors mean somethin')

Pour out for my day ones (Pour out for my day ones)

Rock blue like I'm Q, but face red like I got rosacea

I heard a wall say, "Your life is in both hands"

"Either way, good or bad, gotta make your bands"

I gotta choose the good, stickin' to the program

Mwadja would be mad if I didn't, I go ham

My father proud, my mother too

The job ain't done, ain't nothin'—, uh

Always workin', not talkin' 'bout school

Never hurtin', I leave it for the weak, nah, uh

Get into it, under the influence of my peers

Ruined nights makin' some music

Fought for years against tears, knew I could do it

Throwin' up threes for 3, that's who I'm cool with

Back in my bag, and I'm elbow deep

The real don't sleep, and the dead don't speak

The truth don't matter if you practice what you preach

The lies don't matter when the devil is asleep