Mr B - 11inchez Lyrics

Out here trying to find my way
Another dollar, another day
Rappers broke when they getting paid
Spending more than they make, but not Blake
Not me, not B, you got me it's obviously
Honesty's the policy all you've got from me is quality

I've got a lot to say but even more to learn
No GPS tell me where to turn
This is my life I decide for my own
If I wanna see the mountains I think I'll go
I'm onto something you all just running
To a wall of nothing in a small discussion
I should B humble but it's hard to
Wondering what God do
Up there in heaven I question
If he sends blessings for fun
Facing oppression this life is stressin' for everyone
Dropped a tape for the boys and girls
One hell of a feel
Messages from all over the world
Shit's getting real, uh

5 feet 11 inchez, 5 homies 11 bitches
Crazy shit you don't wanna see
After shows they perform for me
Holding my dick as I'm holding it down
Homie I'm sick and it's going around
Whipping in kitchens and flipping out pounds
Think that you fly but you still on the ground
Your album dropped but didn't make a sound
You landed last week
See this shit that I got on? Dawg this shit isn't cheap
Like psst, you landed last week
Man I get what I done got and I just get what I keep, what?

I find myself rappin' but not really saying much
I find myself snappin' because I give too much of a f*ck
But that's the end of it like a period
I've got to take this shit more serious
Because the words that I rap could make an impact
And help other people get their life on track
I would like that, let's try that
My bad if my raps have made you mad
Pissed off moms and dads with things I've said in the past
But what's funny?
Y'all don't spend money to come to my shows
Standing outside when it's 30 below
While kids line the block and stand out the door
Handing they dough just to see Mr B flow
That's why I do this for them
Because they feed me inspiration to keep picking up the pen
Like shit y'all, you the ones listening
We the kids of this world and yes we getting it in