Feeling So Purposeful

Yea, ay, yea

Ay my mom is trapped in the grave
My daddy was smoking out all of his pain
My sister was there
But my brother got caught
Thought he would be there
But shit I guess not
But can't forget about my little bro too
I wish I could meet him
So that I can get through
But lately I'm thinking bout what I would do
If I were to blow up and follow my moves yea

You cannot get in my head
I'm tryna rise up while you bitches be thirsty
I cannot fuck with you man
I'm tryna be great no ain't tryna be dirty
Sorry nothing personal, It's not merciful
Like it's operation surgical
My rhymes can be versatile
Flipping sides vertical
Like I've been feeling so purposeful

Yea, I cannot beat Willy Mason
I'm liking the style
Some shit I be chasin'
It's hard to be me with the shit that I'm facing
I think my mind has been going through races
Cigarette smoke all up in my cold chest
Hard to make love
When you know there's a next
It's like I'm playing cards
Never know the whole deck
That's why I do me
And always gotta to rain check

I'm flippin I'm dippin' I'm rippin'
While shortys man be all over me me trippin'
Saying broski I'm jealous
That you got it drippin'
My girl would never do that for me
On some real shit
But sorry I really can't fuck with nobody
And sorry I really can't fuck with your thotty
I really don't care if yo is girl a hottie
Cuz that don't mean shit if you both acting naughty

Ay my mom is trapped in the grave
My daddy was smoking out all of his pain
My sister was there
But my brother got caught
Thought he would be there
But shit I guess not
But can't forget about my little bro too
I wish I could meet him
So that I can get through
But lately I'm thinking bout what I would do
If I were to blow up and follow my moves

My music's been stackin'
I'm really here rappin'
I write all these hooks
And it really clapping
I cannot believe when these people
Come up and tell me
When I'm rapping
And flowing im snappin'
I really can't seem to make sense of it all
It's hard to come up
When you hitttin' these walls
They told me keep safe and you better not fall
Shit I'm doing my best in my pain as I crawl

You cannot get in my head
I'm tryna rise up while you bitches be thirsty
I cannot fuck with you man
I'm tryna be great no ain't tryna be dirty
Sorry nothing personal, It's not merciful
Like it's operation surgical
My rhymes can be versatile
Flipping sides vertical
Like I've been feeling so purposeful yea

I've been, I've been ducking them lies
I really can't hide
I'm tryna zone out from the people who slide
They hate what I do tryna take all my pride
Who can I trust when all them fake
They never showed up, but willing to take
And I can't stand people
Who leave call that Flake
You cannot find me no you can't relate

Ay my mom is trapped in the grave
My daddy was smoking out all of his pain
My sister was there
But my brother got caught
Thought he would be there
But shit I guess not
But can't forget about my little bro too
I wish I could meet him
So that I can get through
But lately I'm thinking bout what I would do
If I were to blow up and follow my moves yea

Ay my mom is trapped in the grave
My daddy was smoking out all of his pain
My sister was there
But my brother got caught
Thought he would be there
But shit I guess not
But can't forget about my little bro too
I wish I could meet him
So that I can get through
But lately I'm thinking bout what I would do
If I were to blow up and follow my moves yea