Show me no mercy
If I ever sound like an anthem from Fergi
On my journey I only acknowledge whatever concerns me; you not a worry
Throw a party whenever I'm buried
Niggas think that since I'm clean I-ont like to get dirty just dug a grave for ya
Lay in this hole I just made for ya
Hate wasting my energy look how much I just gave to ya
Me walking away was as hard as walking for snakes
Tell me what you see when disloyalty's in your face nigga life becomes a race
Take a look behind ya ya demons is on a chase
And that cell becomes an escape nigga which way you gonna take?
Before your nerves break and paranoia is what it creates
And ya soul gets outta place now ya fears becomes ya fate
Been tryna stay awake so that niggas that slept on me
Can never come steal my plate had to learn to separate
What is real? and what is fake?
The answer to those question determines if we relate
You was made from lingerie
I was made from all the hate
There's a fighter and a lover inside of my DNA
Never was I the type to give f*cks about what they thank
But I shoulda listened to grandmama whenever she would say to me
You are not a rapper no!
And you are not a trapper either!
You are more like soul speaker
A soul teacher
A soul healer yea yea
My heart was heavy
My thoughts were jelly
Was tryna become more like Machiavelli than dr. Sebi
Was headed to penitentiaries or the cemeteries
The feeling was taken all over my brain I thought that my thoughts would kill me
Started to hate this rap shit
Just wanted to walk out backwards
My only mistake that I wasn't matching my words with alla my actions
Remember my days of minimum wage
And turnin depression to passion what ever happened
To rappin for motivation instead I did all of this Cappin damn!
I had this sock
Don't think it's funny
It was for holding my deuce deuce but frank took it from me
Always ignoring the OG's preachin the streets ain't for me
Even tho all they wanted to see was me makin money
Visions
Hard times equals better livin
Rather pray for forgiveness than to ask permission
Haven't smoked in seven hundred and forty two days
But besta believe I'm sippin' cuz the government still checking on what I'm pissin
Focused my precision
My aim is make a difference
It's Run away or make a way for future like mrs. pippen
Whatever I do to make a move is never nobody's bidness
But y'all would never believe the shit I seen inside a project kitchen
Please don't show me mercy
Because I chose this path I live
And you don't have to worry
Because there's always more to give
Please don't show me mercy
Because I chose this path I live
And you don't have to worry
Because there's always more to give