My Gospel

Been a lil happier now this shit crazy
Compared to how my mind been thinking lately
Kept the pressure on myself i had to move that
You wouldn't recognize me now they like who that
Put up one hundred for the club nothing for my session
They did not pull up fuck them less to split my blessing
Flip an l into a lesson then i cut off the connection
Bitch i prayed for all my blessings
Got it straight up on my own like an erection
Funny all this shit coming true
Not the goal scroll my phone make any girl come through
You hear my shit in the club i heard your shit in the club aint nobody move paralyzed
I be in and out the city niggas animal style
No reason to reason do what they do cause they wild
I gotta make it back i put them on my back
Handle depression like a pro and never fold like a mac
Me and capri split ways funny how things change
Gotta move from the poison die slow if you stay
Used to be in all these rooms feeling like i aint deserve to be
All these other talents that i got feel like a curse to me
The cutting hair the pictures every reason but a rapper
I got my plugs up now it really doesn't matter
Used to play me like an actor then i stepped up like a ladder
Now i speak this gospel like a motherfucking pastor
This shit is true aye I stay improving
Handshakes and emails look that's how im moving
All this game that i got for the youth
Blackout told me back then that im the truth
And i never switched up on my niggas
No robbing no drugs no triggers just clippers
Not easy but worth it you'll turn out a winner
The niggas that's with that i poured out some liquor

Tell the youth something real quick man y'all see all this fake music video shit
Everybody selling drugs and you feel like
That's the only way for you to do what you gotta do
Man stick to your talents you know its not going to be easy
It aint always going to be glorified but
Its worth it you don't want to go your whole life looking over your shoulder push on

Out in hollywood where they can't survive a lease
Skid row nothing but failed talent sleeping on the streets
You tryna keep up with a nigga that's keeping up with niggas
Gram got you insecure homie this is smoke and mirrors
Shorty i respect your grind you dance or not
All your friendships failed because they based on what you don't got
Uh that shit so sick you want to be here then you know that you got to suck dick
Seems like im doing this for everybody except myself
Drilled that in my brothers head people need help
And they can't help themselves so give them some assistance
Don't expect glorification cause they'll respect the brilliance
I talk my shit now cause i got it my niggas got problems now im who they calling
I pull up like pampers it go hydraulic
I wished on a comet im up like a mafuckin rocket
Still living by the same codes Marcus respect
I feel like them same codes often held me back
Id be further if i fucked a lot more people over
How you live life like that watching over your shoulder
I told you im a lil bit happier now this shit crazy
Compared to how my mind been thinking lately
Kept the pressure on myself i had to move that
You wouldn't recognize me now they like who that



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Townes
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