Shout out to survivors guilt
Got a lot of drip
I know how to flip
Tragedies to your majesty
On a scholarship
Flyer than a
Rocket ship
Product of them
Collard greens
I'm looking for a sponsorship
A nigga got a lot a team
Grew up in chi
You know the scene
Lot a fiends
Lot of homies chasing dreams
A lot of jackers on the trains
Robbing tourists for cream
Late nights
Stuck at them red lights
Might get the beam
Nothings as it seems
I been thru a lot of shit
Focus on the positive
Tying no to
Dwell on the past
But i Acknowledge it
How many times
I
Fell on my ass
But I got up
When I felt I wasn't
Up to the task
Now I'm top of the class
On some bravado
Sipping modelo
Put down the glass
Peep The Movado
Keeping it Mello
Manny Machado
A whole different level
They couldn't dig me with shovels
I'm sick with the lyrics
Bass and the treble
Affecting your spirit
Yea
[Hook]
I'm from the the Great lakes
Where we hate Fakes
We make
I'll noise
And mix tapes
The kids ain't safe
Dodge the dick boys
The big snakes
The shit they Laced
Make you sick boi
This shits war
No sense what
Some homies
Get hit for
Abysmal
I always
Wanted a bit more
I fear for
My people
We need something
To cheer for
That's what I'm here for
Walk in my shoes
Will make your heels sore
I Spill raw
Either some niggas hung in a field for
[Verse]
I be going hard
Ain't no need to pause
I do this just because
We don't do this for applause
Opposite of false
I Manipulate the force
I could demonstrate
The sauce
As I imitate the source
Meet me at the cross roads
We could take a walk
If you a lost soul
Got some time to talk If you like
Wanna let your thoughts go
A few penny's
Had a few days
In a few cities
I'm like Bruce Wayne
Rocking 2 chains I'm too gritty
The sound waves
Of my style range
Resemble blades
Of a hostile
Tribe from the nile
From the crusades
I'm on my docile
Some niggas flossed out
They platinum crosses I been contemplating
Ways of attaining a higher Chakra
Im not obnoxious
I'm just trying to train my subconscious
To slowly
Take over the world
While no one's watching
On some Joan of Ark shit
I'd build apartments
For all the poor kids
I know it's far fetched
Make out the darkness