Thought Process

You told me it was real, show me yo dedication
You say all the ones you love, is yo obligation
I was preying we ain't crash in that alley racing
Mids for brody, all that time he facing
To many numbers, need a calculator
I jumped early, adapted, turn to a alligator
Been shot at, arrested, I'm thanking god I made it
In the mirror, I'm fighting doubt, and my proper placement
In my feelings bout karma, hope it don't come and take me
I know I've did wrong
I ain't better then nobody, cause that ally made me
Blood a cut you for piece, screaming life is crazy
Niggas claim to be yo people, but they hella shady
Sometimes I'm alone
With a room full of people, but my mind vacant
Got me froze in this moment, trying to make it greatness
To much pressure from my self, hoping I can take it

Rest In Peace, my dead niggas
Disrespect, I'm at yo head nigga
Demons on go, they see red nigga
Get a bag, and share it with em
Hit the streets, and take it fed with em
Yeah
Let Deezy out that fed system
They slam Racci with a 12 really
Uncle Sam really ain't sparing niggas
Follow my mind, and go like that little damn engine
Can't trust my heart, cause it damaging
I associate, no I'm not friends wit em
Mixing business, wit a pleasure, I can't manage it
Getting rich, is who this marriage with
I'ma get on and be forever lit, gone put me where the candle sit
I-I-I can only live my life, hope it includes tomorrow
When we on that battle field, can't depend on sorrow
Made a living on that corner, compare it to Narco
Ten year niggas turn opps, tell me where my back go
(You can never ever, think a motherfucker won't get you bro
Shit where I'm from, Its get or be got you hear me
I don't give a fuck if I knew you in pampers you hear me
That shit don't matter)

You told me it was real, show me yo dedication
You say all the ones you love, is yo obligation
I was preying we ain't crash, in that alley racing
Mids for brody, all that time he facing
To many numbers, need a calculator
I jumped early, adapted, turn to a alligator
Been shot at, arrested, I'm thanking god I made it
In the mirror, I'm fighting doubt, and my proper placement
In my feeling bout karma, hope it don't come and take me
I know I've did wrong
I ain't better then nobody, cause that ally made me
Blood a cut you for piece, screaming life is crazy
Niggas claim to be yo people, but be hella shady
Sometimes I'm alone
With a room full of people, but my mind vacant
Got me froze in this moment, trying to make it greatness
To much pressure from myself, hoping I can take it



Credits
Writer(s): Dushawn Oliver
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