[Intro]

Fight, fights

Trouble, trouble in the streets

Fight, fights

[Verse 1]

Why I got ‘em stressing?

Mama showed me, walk the earth and still blessing

Why I walk on any turf and get respect

You the type to be coughing up your necklace

Scrambled thoughts that I struggle to collect

Never knew until you told me I was precious

Long travel give me time to reflect

Talking to my genie ‘bout a death wish

Got comfy with feeling the neglect

See nothing when I look into your message

Bump me until I run into the check

The first thing I’ma spend it on is essence

I could hardly finish up my sentence

It’s hard moving forward with regret

Papa told me keep an eye on who you let in

Don’t be riding with some Gs you gotta question

[Bridge]

Yeah, yeah, can’t hold me back

You can’t hold me back

[Verse 2]

I’m sweet as the lye on your tongue

And the streets is climbing above, you weak, your mind in a dump

You see, whining really can’t compare to the love

I ain’t sharing my bud with niggas who clearly is slugs already

You barely a pop, confetti, scariest times we sharing

Hearing your conversation, various compilations

Inferior observations, hate when no contemplatin'

Aerial on the pavement, down like the burial my

Brothers, they got the nation, internet calm my patience

Sinners be lost and vacant, this energy ours for taking

Dark where the laws is breaking, part of my armor’s placed

The reason you are mistaken, watch when I get a bag

Shots in the cup ‘cause the opps didn't send us that

I see you in me, so it’s harder to mention that

The cards that you dealt was trash, but I promised to help you win

You was a helping hand

(A part of my helping, pass ‘em, bark in the zealous path)