Too real to pretend Yea he feel it again Like you in ya feelings got the steel to ya chin And you dealing Wit the real and its grim Mind is reeling Are they foes are they friends Tryna paint a picture And exposing the lens Take a stroll, just to feel the cold from the wind You can bet no regrets, yeah its told wit a grin Its the, life that i lead, and I chose in the end Many is swift Plenty can spit Niggas gone real just tempt me to split If i had a penny for every enemy penning against me I'd be eventually rich Identiies switch when tendancies shift Im readily wit, how petty we get Whether verbal or deadly Purging on everyone serving a medley Verse of the century Perfect in fact Purpose is that It ain't what it appear on the surface Certain my raps Murkin these cats Closing these niggas curtains Surfin the map AZ and back Niggas be saying he crazy Praying they say me aim for the day these Bitch niggas attempting to play me
Life been bitch Nights in a pinch, like a playa at the plate Keep striking the ptich Might strike it rich or I might get a hit Might sip a fifth, with my sights on a win (neva know)
Yall silent wit the disses Im violent and vicious Told these niggas real but I don't sense it Im suspicious Told these niggas live and still i'm lookin But i'm squinting Im holding it inside And it's cookin Every sentence See the game fixed Like its putin, and elections But what remains is theres cat You just shouldn't, intersect wit Im meaning of being seasoned Freeze em when I'm breathin Misleading if you read em Like a tree thats changing seasons Fifth generation slave and im tasting freedom Rape and hate a nation made And the foul policing While the crowds increase Powers meet makin sure the sound deceased Talent weak add anotha tally Thats a style we seen Bitches bad in the video kept the denali clean Cats was hype beat was fresh and homie had a rowdy team But that was it the practice at this current time is lackin They distractions and the aftermath is where we at its saddening
Life been bitch Nights in a pinch, like a playa at the plate Keep striking the ptich Might strike it rich or I might get a hit Might sip a fifth, with my sights on a win (neva know) less
