Man I can't believe they had the nerve to think I wouldn't be sh*t
Now they eating that sh*t…
Cause That's what them words taste like
Who gotta problem with it
they gone say that I changed
they gone say that I'm strange
They just used to their chains
They ain't never gone change
Still doing shit the old way,
Still Believing all them old
Like we ain't arrived yet
Still waiting on a pay check
Got some bills that you ain't paid yet
Gotta hustle it's the years of the flex
Get ya money show no love to the next
They gone hate to see ya blessed
And everybody gone flash it
But ain't nobody gone stack it
If you need you a favor..
Can you count on your n*ggas
And if they ever they come through that's a hell of a blessing
Working keep me in my zone no time to be stressing
Wounded on the way the city gonna be flexing
If you feel like you that n*gga
If you feel like you that b*tch
If you feel nobody’s realer
Can’t nobody tell you sh*t
Ain’t nobody talking down
Cause we always catching flights
Celebrate accomplishments
So we pour up every night
Please do not kill my high
Young Black and Frustrated
When I pictured my life this not what I illustrated
Didn’t know that ones you love be the first to hate it
Didn’t know that ya first love be the one to play ya
Didn’t know that ya best mans be the first to change
Didn’t know ya family members start acting strange
Same ones that tell ya not give up
be the very ones that try to tear ya down
I can’t pay attention to that sh*t cause I ain’t got no time to f*ckin play around
Generational wealth ain’t nothing too common
I’ll be lucky if I get to count some commas
Buy the whole shopping mall for my mama
Real goals n*gga I don’t dabble in drama
N*ggas got issues with me that don’t exist
All that Clout chasing sh*t you can miss me with
If you feel like you that n*gga
If you feel like you that b*tch
If you feel nobody’s realer
Can’t nobody tell you sh*t
Ain’t nobody talking down
Cause we always catching flights
Celebrate accomplishments
So we pour up every night
Please do not kill my high