Empirical

Detectives at my job they want answers I can't give um
All I know is Ima lose it put my cousin in that prison
Mama sent me to Atlanta for a better life
Met up with J Block and Kash I was slanging white
Mama ain't living right last night I had to rob
Tired of cleaning toilets I woke up and quit my job
A.K.A.B. Ent. and ain't a damn thang changed
They put Skitz on house arrest and niggas had to maintain
I moved out the city thinking love done found me
I had legal issues down in Richmond county
Got my heart broken in Escambia
Do you love me or what you see on the cam-era
Going-going back to-back to Cali $40 and a dream
Had to shook them haters off had to take one for the team
Had to pull up on the scene always parking in the back
Had to wash off in the car I just woke up from a nap
Shade' put me on the stand cause she knew that I was loyal
Don't you ever fix yo' mouth say aint did nothing for you
I'm a product of my past but I can't be living in it
I had to get the bag I was tired of stretching pennies
I just had a spread at Denny's cause a nigga high as fuck
I'm the headlining star and I got the midas touch
I been through too much but appreciate the journey
They dead sleep on me release the brakes on yo gurney
I don't spend what I'm earning
World keep on turning
Cookies I'm burning
Pop my shit like a sermon
I done hid in them bushes 12 out there flashing lights
Them niggas came to the club just to fight
I'm with the gang use to thief through the night
So many dead but we still got our life
Ain't bragging bruh I still need my rights
Since a chap shit this music been my life
Can't be silenced but they hoping that I hush up now
Lost my homie and the world flipped upside down
Is there a Heaven for the real OG's
Or a section we can chill low key
I feel my ancestors spirit in me
That's why I pray when I'm strong when I'm weak
3 knocks to the ground underneath
Still growing young lady still learning
And they say it aint no "I" in team
But I'll be damned if the team fail me
Aint no words you can come tell me
We just wake up and we get it
Gotta see yo dreams through so you gotta stay committed
Ima keep spreading love though I'm not really friendly

GONE! POP YO SHIT THEN, POP YO MOTHERFUCKIN' SHIT
AND WE OUT



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Writer(s): $caycee Bryant
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