Empty Stomach

White tee nice jeans and a pair of j's
I suit up and i evolve from my second stage
Surfed a rough tide and I prepare for another wave
Still pray to the most high for them better days
Break the cycle of false idols too many been led astray
Check the score like fico i'ma leave the game in a disarray
All about improvement try to level up from yesterday
Pick up a pen and pad unleash my wrath then i bless the page
Can't hold me down i'ma elevate the pressure gauge
Stay solid keep balling yeah til' i reach them heaven gates
Approach the game dunk on a lame and come out with a deadly face
Niggas under influence, just another deadly state
All my hits hard yeah i'm feeling like a heavyweight
Yo mind is a key nigga don't forget to meditate
Try to act on everything can't let my dreams disintegrate
Know ya worth add tax
Like you messing with the interest rate
Life is fast check the dash why move slow on the interstate
Make a plan tell my mans best believe i'ma indicate hol on

Calling a real nigga to the podium please
Calling j2 to the stand please
Hold on
Let's do it

I'm from a place where my skin is a weapon
How the same ones killing us same ones controlling the message
Arrogant to they education I receive the best lessons
To think and create is my god given blessing
If you ain't riding for your people then you'd best get the stepping
Still bragging bout hoes we don't care who you F'n
Shit never went away now they just film our oppression
It's real life viewer discretion
Probably see more abuse of power if my page'll refreshen
Hard to voice my thoughts I put em all in these sessions
Never judge another man by these worldy possessions
You can see a persons hatred by the facial expression
No emotion, show emotion then they say it's aggression
I thank the lord for these blessings
Feel like I conquered depression
Went silent no night
I'ma still keep em guessing
Jumped off the porch with no fright and was home by eleven
Let's go



Credits
Writer(s): Jerren Washington
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