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As I sit an position
Am I cocky 'coz I only my shit and listen to myself
Or am I strivin' for Answer that
Ah, fuck it I'm cocky and I to perfect rap, nigga

And I roam streets
That's why my songs is deeper than itself
I went from no food in the fridge to a on my shelf and I watch it
And y'all ain't gotta give me that but keep ya out my pockets

Haters 'coz you makin' me nervous, it 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 a fuck if I live or die
But I think if I don't give a fuck myself who else will, I'm stressin'

Guess, I was the wrong way
That's why, I walk around with the eighth
And done shed so many tears, I have none
Sometimes, I sat and for death

I feel like it's a quarter to 12
15 to my days is over that's why it's hard to stay soba
So I in the rain and smoke in the sun
And create my own clouds not to think of the

Sometimes, I I'm goin' insane
I get mad and shout, name in vain
me for my sins, he got me laughin' again
He got me rappin' again now help me choose my friends

My the closest one to me
But if my gun could take the stand and tell, I'll be life in jail
judge, he made me do it
It ain't the gun, it's the nigga behind it that shoot it, that's

You see, alot of niggaz, don't drag to shine
Instead they wanna see drag locked up my nigga Shyne
So you know what they try to do, a nigga behind
You what it is, they envy me

Motherfuckin' niggaz held me back for 3 years
And niggaz left me for dead
that the world would forget but you know what?
They forget, they bought me back

And now, I'm in the shape of my life
So now, I'm on some like fuck, y'all
All I give a fuck about is my niggaz and my niggaz
I'm on shit like

Y'all can these off
I don't need y'all to succeed 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 make enough dough to get your feet choppin' not about toes?
For comin' at me steppin'
like gangsta shit and ain't have no weapon, nigga

Ah, I got the flow, I be the best in the Bronx
'Coz, I don't through the swamps
Strivin' through the of death, recognize my destiny in life
Even if it my last breath, nigga

I walk in 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 and still gon' keep sane, nigga