So people say I changed, I believe I shouldĮven so the goal's always been to leave the hood I'm not a street nigga, never claimed that sportĪnd some of that train of thought's insane, had to abort If there's a God, this would be the perfect span to appear I suffer from self doubt, put a cramp in my fears Used to it, me and depression been a tandem for years Then out the clear blue sky I cry random tears I mean I can't stop my brain from imaginin' death Too busy waitin' for a chance that ain't never come I know niggas so broke that they embezzle funds Well ain't that the pot callin' the Kettle One? I got issues, weed and vodka will settle some Like when you can't think, talkin' when you don't drinkīut sneakin' 'round your own kitchen cause you gotta get a swig in Hold up, I'm just askin' him, give me strength to grow upīy now I'm sick and tired of layin' in my own throw upĪnd I start to feel like I don't deserve to be forgiven This is all the while layin' on my bathroom floor Then I do it like the shit ain't ever happen before
That I feel guilty when I ask him for more Truth be told, God been lookin' out so much
Took the high road and watched everybody underpass They'll hate it before they hear it if they think it's commercialĪnd so they're patiently waitin' for my fortune's reversalĬheck it.
They ain't wanna hear me happy, now they lookin' for hurt, yo So it's in English now, since they ain't wanna hear FrenchĪin't wanna hear Wiz, ain't want me with Kirko Or they buy me to hear me, so we can skip all the features, I'm like They ain't see what I see, I guess my vision was weaker Said my last shit was trash and they dig when it's deeper Just when I thought I can't dig any deeper
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