[Sample:]

Why don't you put some fuckin drums in the music?

[Hook: X2]

Shit I ain't gon' lie

I write my thoughts down and make those rhyme

You don't like that real shit that real shit

Then pay no mind

[Verse 1:]

I'm what it is

Combined with what it could be

On the edge take a flight if you push me

In the end where the fight over good things

Prefer death over life as a pussy

Throw em on they heads

More than they know

That mean I'm only mine and it tortures they soul

Had to leave to Portland to grow

Saw the same caught a plane

And landed just short of my goals

It ain't no performin at shows

Looking forward to hoes backstage

Wit a quarter to blow

More like me and shorty don't go

It's important to know

Your favorite artists are corporately owned

Bet they ignored us at first

Shot us down

And companies wanna come and jump in now

Benefit from our circumstances

Market us

Turn around and put us on trial

Fuck them cut it out

They hustlin us they runnin out

Rap makes cash for they campaign ads

They run at us

We run our mouth

They run the biz

We run it round

Run the game

They run the town

We run in place

So i make my own lane

If they get in my way

Imma run them down

Run them down

[Hook:]

So please forgive me for my worldly ways

I do my dirt to dig myself up out this early grave

And brush my shoulders off

Like please no i prefer to stay

I light it up and see myself inside that burning flame

So please forgive me for my worldly ways

[Bridge:]

"The past can be renounced but not destroyed"

I brush my shoulders off

"it rebuilds itself almost unconsciously"

Light it up

"I remember their sin no more"

Burning flame

[Verse 2:]

My lifetime is war-torn

Scars show

Fine wine (import one?)

I was told

A wise man

Explores (nourish?)

All right fine

Throw a lifeline

Why should my grind support yours

"why don't you put some fuckin' drums in the music"

All right fine

Why shouldn't my grind support yours

We need

Somethin to believe in

Hustle for a reason

Don't repeat the cycle that we stuck in on the street

No it ain't enough until enough of us are dreamin

Don't support mine

Unless it's somethin you believe in

Don't support his

Unless it's somethin you believe in

Only rock for it

If you love it

Then you mean it

Just hustle where i lead em

Business of women

I don't fuck em and just leave em

Believe me

Leadin ain't easy

You gon get more shit then you give

And take on others weaknesses

Believe me I seen it

I'm exactly where I need to be

Peep it

Where you find me you can leave me

Searching for peace

Kinda like graffiti

Where they (pollyin?) and beefin'

Hollerin' and screamin'

Y'all seem to remind me

Of them politicians schemin

All that bitching on the scene

So I'm piloting the region

(fly it in the wing?)

Wit a drone spot (pilot?)

When it's flyin over eden

Pardon what I mean

Is the garden that I be in

With my partner

Trimmin' in the mornin'

Guard it in the evenin'

Think about the karma that I'm bringing outta

An audience can see

That I'm heartless on a beat

Not even part of it is beatin

Marketing an artist

Harboring a demon

A monster with a conscience

So I'm constantly thinkin'

[Hook:]

[Hook 2:]

So please forgive em for they worldly ways

They grab that shovel

Do that dirt and dig that early grave

They brush they shoulders off

But it seems that all the dirt has stayed

They think they hot don't they

Now watch em burn in flames