As I sit an position Am I 'coz I only play my shit and listen to myself Or am I for perfection? Answer that Ah, fuck it I'm cocky and I to perfect rap, nigga
And I roam streets why my songs is deeper than death itself I went from no food in the fridge to a platter on my shelf and I it And y'all ain't gotta give me that but keep ya out my pockets
Haters you makin' me nervous, it ain't worth it We don't want no when I flip on purpose 'Coz we seen so many tragedies done September 11th, 2001
Like, how could I forget, I lost my man pop in shit me get a grip I think, I'm it do Because life an death, I be confusin' the two
And sometimes, I don't give a if I live or die But I think if I don't give a fuck about myself who else will, I'm
Guess, I was raised the way That's why, I walk with the long eighth And done shed so many tears, I have left Sometimes, I sat and prayed for
I feel like 11:45 a quarter to 12 15 to my days is over that's why it's hard to stay soba So I drink in the rain and in the sun And my own clouds not to think of the pain
Sometimes, I think I'm goin' I get mad and shout, God's name in Forgive me for my sins, he got me laughin' He got me back again now help me choose my friends
My the closest one to me But if my gun could take the stand and tell, be doin' life in jail judge, he made me do it It ain't the gun, it's the nigga it that shoot it, that's ruthless
You see, alot of niggaz, don't want drag to Instead they wanna see drag locked up like my nigga So you what they try to do, leave a nigga behind You know what it is, envy me
Motherfuckin' niggaz me back for 3 fucking years And motherfuckin' left me for dead Hopin' that the world would forget but you what? They forget, they bought me back
And now, I'm in the greatest of my life So now, I'm on some shit like fuck, All I give a fuck about is my niggaz and my only I'm on some like
Y'all can suck off 'Coz I don't need y'all to y'all nigga I know, you my word play early Like got country grammar like 'er day
I can go cold and still sell out And enough dough to get your feet choppin' not about your toes? For comin' at me steppin' Talkin' like gangsta shit and ain't no weapon, nigga
Ah, I got the best flow, I be the in the Bronx 'Coz, I don't through the swamps through the alleys of death, recognize my destiny in life Even if it takes my breath, nigga
I in places where it could've been my last step But God got me out of it, I love Him and I'm of it Now can you feel my See what I see walk in my shoes and still gon' keep sane,