I Can’t Lack - Intellectual

[intro]

"do you see me dead do you?"

"is that Chris?"

All this pain I hold inside, feel like I got nobody to talk to

Just wishing you was here, couple niggas could surely disappear

Feeling jealousy, envy in the air

They smile in my face but wanna see me dead

Just know that I keep me one up in the head

Talking them niggas throw dirt on me

Poppin these percs and they killing not healing me

I feel like nobody matching my energy

I ain't racing but no one ahead of me

Niggas pussy I know they be scared of me

I can't name one nigga put fear in me

Set Da Trend I don't think that they hearing me

But I'm back, get em sacked, in the field, i can't lack

Mama prayed that I make it back

She know her oldest son gon keep it tact

Ran up that bag know they wishin I fumbled

So many deads who I'm passing the blunt to

She wanna diss I put holes in her frontal

Better watch who you giving that gun to

Niggas said "set watch your surroundings"

If I can't trust you I don't want you round me

So many opps I don't care who drop

In the convertible knock off his top

Say you got money but we know you popped

Better move look or get hit in your top

Ballin for JB this shit never stopped

Get in my feelings when I sip the wock

30 clip on me nigga I don't box

Smoking naz posted on the block