[Intro]

(P. Soul on the track)

[Verse]

I'm a hero to some

And villain to most

Rather have me as a ghost than hear my shitty flows

And I embrace that shit and make it all me

From a city with guns and fathers who raise fiends, uh

Lost with fun and tell 'em who raised me

Mother on the streets who came in lockin' in the payment

Walkin' 'round my city, curse my lineage and satan

Tryna find development, my character is fadin'

I'm a product of my father and an addict like my mother

Lost up in the streets, I'm tryna find the way to Metter

My hands are always ready keep 'em tucked with the baretta

You see the smoke comin', better know it’s from the martyr

I'm a beast, I’m a dawg

Product of the day

Like Malcom or like Martin

I feel locked in a cage

Jesus come and save me

Goals in the page, misdemeanors on the paper

Watch me float above the pavement

I’m a fuckin' mental patient

That’s my fuckin' mission statement

Ameer steady faintin'

With a Fear of the faded, uh

Lord knows, he fears the ones who fill smoke in their lungs

Body’s get dumped and fucked and we done with 'em, uh, yeah

She want it from me, I can hear the lies on her tongue

They rollin' off like paper, find myself drowned in the vapor

Painted by thieves and I feel like X or maybe Steez

Hotel room 888 and I feel like infinity

MBDTF and I'm trapped inside a of fantasy

Even in my darkest moments no one watchin' out for me

[Break]

Yeah, I spent, I spent

Yeah, they know, they know

Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]

I spent years at the crib

Battle with the same old foes

Yellin' at my same old folks

I spent years at the crib

Rappin' with the same old flows

Fallin' for the same old hoes

Typin' on the same damn phone

I spent years at the crib

NowI don’t feel the pain no more

I don’t feel no pain no more

[Outro]

They know