Clear

I'ma take it to the grave
Only way some of y'all gone live
I been grinding everyday
Got to enjoy this while I'm still here

See through them clear, them n*ggas ain't bout it
I smell the fear through all of their barking
Last b*tch sold me a dream and I bought it
Cheaper to keep her, but I don't care because I'm balling
He ain't gone ride, he just here beside me
Thin line from being close and being by me
Since I lost Stackz I can't lean on nobody
Jeans full of stacks and lean in my body
Young n*gga slow down you on a roll now
Tell me it's up there, I bet we roll down
Calling nothing off n*gga, swear that it's on now
From the low end, but I'll get low down

Young nigga been through the most
Don't focus on sociable goals
Like basketball, I was on the block
But I like to shoot more than I post
Want me to flop keep looking
Saw my uncle on rock so I cook it
Don't trust a soul no more
Can't bring weapons in shows
Then n*gga don't book me
I'm the goat I can't stop for no rookie
Give them hope so I gotta keep pushin
If she f*cked too many f*ckboys
I tell that lil ho to keep that lil p*ssy
Best way to put It

My vision so clear
I see ain't none of these lil n*ggas real
I'm what they fear
I'm what these lil b*tches gone feel
Thinking I ain't hip
Watch me come straight off the hip
Bomb bomb sideline and kill

And I told you what it is
If you fold, then you peeled
My heart cold I got the chills
Wipe his nose up in the air
I can't go but up from here
Only Lords knows why I'm here
Got to stay focused on His will
Man I know it's gone get clear

If you're scared go to church
If it ain't dead go to war
I really been through it
Them n*ggas just said what they saw
Them n*ggas don't talk from the heart
I'd rather get caught with that rod
I look up when I'm droppin a song
I'm battling demons and talking to God

All my ex's their about to get married
I guess I was the problem when I had them
Cuffed a b*tch and she said she had a miscarriage
Knew the baby wasn't mine and she was embarrassed
When you're winning everybody's your family
I was hurting and nobody took action
Thought that sh*t, was going to make me happy
Glad I saw the cross before it happened
And I see that they were talking but it all was just fake
They don't care if I make it but count all that I make
And I can't help everybody I accept it today
Put me in rooms of them hating and let's just see what they say

My vision so clear
I see ain't none of these lil n*ggas real
I'm what they fear
I'm what these lil b*tches gone feel
Thinking I ain't hip
Watch me come straight off the hip
Bomb bomb sideline and kill



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Timothy V Dal Mason
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