True 2 Self

YEAH

Young nigga trouble waiting gotta watch yo tongue
Having lustful conversations sad that the only way
That I can cope is from the stroking of this pen on
This composition paper riding thru the city with the
Seat back sunroof cracked watching smoke rise turn
Into vapor all these fallen angels slick talking they
Deceiving got our people thinking evil like this shit
Is human nature

DAMN

They say time would tell I'm just counting down
Watch the hands go round know I gotta prevail
Thanking God for everyday I exist I'm just praying
I don't fail rolling up smoking out the dutch start baking
Writing free-styling for hours it's straight greatness
Always kept solid held it down while I was out
God helped me surmount so it's pivotal I make it

FACTZ

One thing about The Flock it's all like minds
Everybody thoughts adjacent I was 16 when I
Tapped into my purpose found out I had a mission
To carry it wasn't basic swear that I'm chosen
I'm one of the few enter my mind issa beautiful view
Prayed for my soul to endure the long distance
I cannot lose traction I gotta stay true

Created a lane so I had to pursue

YEAH

I studied the game and it gave me the juice

YEAH

Can't depend on nobody to fulfill what's destined for you

YEAH

Imma bring back results from the mission ain't got shit to prove

YEAH

A whole lotta bosses that make up my crew

YEAH

We all built our own thang so ain't nothing we can't do

YEAH

Worked my hardest from nothing
It's bout how you willing to move yeah
Could care less bout the gossip cuz all of my dreams coming true

YEAH



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Martin Jr.
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