[Intro]

Yo, yo

This ain't for nobody but me

Call me selfish

I don't really care

Look

[Verse]

Boy it's funny how seven days can make a difference

Boy it's funny how several hate, then need assistance

It's funny how niggas will call you 'brother' but lacking communication

You make it, then they complain that you're keeping your distance

Girl it's crazy how love will make you grown

Girl it's crazy how people play like they're your own

It's crazy you'll give your heart to a bitch

She amazes you with a pitch

Then she'll toss the shit like your heart was just made to be thrown

People saying that they love you but rarely they mean it

Feeling like I'm only cherished when shit is convenient

Like now that I'm getting money, can't none of these niggas son me

And your past woman crushes have sucked on my penis

I'm saying

People change and start acting indecent

Cause I'm doing well, now niggas taxing for pieces

It's strange, cause if I fell on my face while out in public

I ain't ever trusting you lames to keep it a secret

The people I call homies take notice of my endeavors

But hardly give me a dap for the fact that I'm doing better

Family I haven't talked to in years

Cause I learned that I'm shit-talking while I'm chasing my career

But it's the, hand I was dealt

Jack chasing to be a king without a

Queen by my side cause I trust

None with a ring, no

Diamond to bestow in the club, hate where I stay

Lost my heart to a bitch

She ain't give a fuck, like she spayed

Or I'm

Overthinking at 3 am in the morning

Sitting alone, drinking, thinking 'This is the shit I was born with!?'

But I'll never forfeit

Fitting my for when my for fits

You ain't with me, I'll never force it

Just flow like faucets

For, this is my life, and the key to my fortune

Disrespect to my direction, this fist is made for chins, see I

Had a bit of a violent streak on these violent streets

You were a target if you weren't seeing eye-to-eye with me

But, guess I get that from my brother, and I give him resentment

Cause of what his actions do to my mother

See I'm one of two, but I made moves on the proper side

I say one of two cause I don't account for my father's side

My father

Another nigga I don't really know

I hate him, yet part of me really wishes that we could grow

Who knows? I could decide to go to London next year

He may lack them, but it took balls for me to get here

Got a couple questions for him, but I'll do without those letters

And right now, I don't feel like he deserves another record

I remember getting started on the net with a group of niggas

Who rapped, who I don't think I'll forget

All aiming for success, but the friendship was just noise

Cause niggas grew tired and started acting like some fuccbois

So niggas ceased communication, and it was perfect timing

That's when my shit started reaching to other nations

And that's when niggas wanna show, screaming fraudulence

But wouldn't reappear, if I didn't have an audience

Oh Lord, the shit that niggas do for promo

Quit to rant on Twitter, cause leeching me is a no-go

Pitchforks in hand, typing out how they mad at me

Even Derez saying he regrets calling me family

Oh Lord, I guess that's just my game

Small wounds that build muscle, these are just my gains

Start whipping a little different, guess that's just my lane

Fuck your promo, I ain't calling y'all by name

So where does that leave me?

I ain't going back to college

I'm staying off of that chain like I never been into bondage

Staying off of the chain like young Berg

Staying off of the chain like a runaway dog, and it's absurd

The hand that I was dealt was full of shit, though I don't touch turds

I turned it into gold and all I needed was one word

Music. I got fans to the roof

Dedicated, they got my name on tats, cause it's true

I mastered the booth, looking past and surpassing your truths

They are to me what cash is to you

Oh! Answer to who?

Lord, as I kneel and I pray

And I thank you for the blessings you brought these days

Connecting me with these people that'll feel my pains

And see my change, the others trying to see my stage

Gonna be hopping out the kitchen the moment I get cooking

Got a West Side vibe, but I keep my shit so Brooklyn

Cause I'm that one, maintaining my run 'til it stops

'Till the crown's on my head, and the throne's on my block

Dogging head's 'round America, get shown out my spots

Your running shoes at the ready, then your soles in a box

Give your bitches the kiss of death, learn to grow from the locks

Got the key to success, now show me the locks

Went from a curly head, now I'm showing the 'locks

Coming at your heads, now I'm showing the 'locks

You niggas wishing the differences we show in the lock

But I'm the pick, like what a thief shows in the lock

I'm the coldest of soldiers, boulders on both shoulders

With a soul, you'll be hold at the moment I pop

Holding a Glock, taking this whole era for ransom

It's about to ugly, like I can't do handsome

Red

[Outro]

And that's therapy

Take it how you want it

Tyler that shit--that shit--that shit hurt my lungs

It's real talk though!