Practice what I preach
Lately I'm an advocate for peace
But it's nothin but hypocrisy I speak
I love the truth but you know I won't admit it
I love this life but I lie just to keep it mine
Practice patience
Time I been waitin
Whole life leadin to the day when I make it
So what's another 24 on the pile
A life in denial the best way to keep your smile
Uh
Problem child I was
The world on fire but I'm keepin it cool
Level headed even in the summer heat
And the summary an obituary
Weight I carry on the back
Make it crack
Uh
And it might make it crack
Yeah
And it might make it crack
Ay
And it might make me crack under pressure
Yo
Uh
Look
The world burnin but we turn it up
It's hard enough to listen
Even worse to make it stick with em
Caught a rhythm and I keep it in my fingertips
Slippin on some sidewalk chalk
I'm hopscotchin on the top of a wall
Long fall that I won't take
Floatin on the airwaves
My feet don't even touch these days
Brick sidewalk
I just missed the first 6
Summer 24 about to fly by like thrown fists
Ay
I'm too grown up to curse bitch
Still a real hypocrite at heart
I hardly wrote this
Yeah
I'm just speakin from the chest
Best dressed in my birthday suit
Designer Shluk next
The finer things drippin from my neck
The opulence I'm tryna have
Make em break their necks
Turn to stare when I run it back
Make em mad
Make amends
I don't make friends without stats
I don't make friends without stats
Uh
Yeah yeah yeah
It's kinda sad