ID Crisis...
Why we always tryna justify the means
When we don't even know what it really means
We just want some dough and blow a couple trees
Clap a couple cheeks and repeat every week
Life ain't really deep till the pockets getting weak
Take a couple chances from glances at the weak
Better turn the other cheek don't wanna hear a peep
Pray you live another day or mom's gonna weep
Used to say I hate ya wish someone would come replace ya
Wonder why ya mom ain't ya so I curse the ones that made ya
Just a worthless cell that'll end up in a cell
You're a second letter thinking you can make it XXL
May as well be pushing paper talking governmental mail
A male of your nature this the closest you excel
Excel all your stress go blow a couple L's
The high feels bless than the reality of hell
Well far goes does a man without credit
Wells Fargo won't even approve you a debit
Dreams of Alamo performances become unleaded
Believe in allah more to even make a page of reddit
Tryna blow more than the shots up in my section
Can't even go explore cuz the front door brings depression
And historical oppression every time I touch a blessing
Teaching me a lesson that joy is always up for question
Like they do my niggas fore they send them to correction
Telling them he's blind to shots up in his direction
Bullets don't have arrows ain't no way for interception
How long of beating odds of a funeral reception
Things I think of daily while I dodge having baby
Mommas and drama hoping for some good karma
Ponder if abstinence will reward me a lady
Cuz girls can be selfish searching for some commas
Why we always tryna justify the means
When we don't even know what it really means
We just want some dough and blow a couple trees
Clap a couple cheeks and repeat every week
Life ain't really deep till the pockets getting weak
Take a couple chances from glances at the weak
Better turn the other cheek don't wanna hear a peep
Fuck that shit you talkin bout I deserves everything
I'm talkin making greens from verses on perfect release
Making certain only shade I get is from those evergreens
I ain't perfect but I reflect every oscar movie
Moonlight working over time to be the best you ever seen
Have you going blind from the shade that you throw at me
Cuz the sun reflects a god of diminished self esteem
Wait a second ain't you forgetting bout your depression
Now you walk around boasting as if you're god's greatest blessing
I don't understand these fools need to watch their tennis shoes
Ain't no way you escaping evils in this room
Sorry I'm enriching living more than Tut in his tomb
Refuse my life make more manic than MF Doom
Then again I could cook classics up so mmm... food
And touch depressive masses ain't too late to touch the moon
All my homies know are thugs clubs and drugs mixed with tools
But were never offered screws to drive just 22's
At 22 that I prayed none of them would hit my room
So I could tell their views cuz their tales are overdue
Book a couple shows and deliver better breakin news
And make all this fortune to generate richer heirlooms
Watch me cook watch me hook all this fucking pain you took
Watch me cook watch me hook all of these awards just look
Watch me cook watch me hook all this fucking pain you took
Watch me cook watch me hook all of these awards just look
I ain't shook I ain't shook watch my name up in the books
I ain't shook I ain't look for the stars I just pushed
I ain't shook I ain't shook faced a mob from this crook
I ain't shook I ain't shook watch my name up in the books
I ain't shook I ain't look for the stars I just pushed
I ain't shook I ain't shook faced a mob from this crook
Watch me cook watch me hook all of these awards just look
Watch me hook watch me cook
Alright alright alright settle down
I know it ain't me that's got you riled up now
I'm kinda the reason you stayed alive in this town
Don't you forget I control your fate
Pills pistols gangs I have the final say
Who I should traumatize force them to stay
Tempt them into making mistake after mistake after mistake
The bones or the spirit which one should I break
Hmm I'm getting bored around here it's starting to show
Hmm I mean I guess I could let you go
Kinda like your resolve ain't nothing like your bros
But remember a .44 can make a rose ungrow
And if the demons start to show
Then it'll be my undoing
When we don't even know what it really means
We just want some dough and blow a couple trees
Clap a couple cheeks and repeat every week
Life ain't really deep till the pockets getting weak
Take a couple chances from glances at the weak
Better turn the other cheek don't wanna hear a peep
Pray you live another day or mom's gonna weep
Used to say I hate ya wish someone would come replace ya
Wonder why ya mom ain't ya so I curse the ones that made ya
Just a worthless cell that'll end up in a cell
You're a second letter thinking you can make it XXL
May as well be pushing paper talking governmental mail
A male of your nature this the closest you excel
Excel all your stress go blow a couple L's
The high feels bless than the reality of hell
Well far goes does a man without credit
Wells Fargo won't even approve you a debit
Dreams of Alamo performances become unleaded
Believe in allah more to even make a page of reddit
Tryna blow more than the shots up in my section
Can't even go explore cuz the front door brings depression
And historical oppression every time I touch a blessing
Teaching me a lesson that joy is always up for question
Like they do my niggas fore they send them to correction
Telling them he's blind to shots up in his direction
Bullets don't have arrows ain't no way for interception
How long of beating odds of a funeral reception
Things I think of daily while I dodge having baby
Mommas and drama hoping for some good karma
Ponder if abstinence will reward me a lady
Cuz girls can be selfish searching for some commas
Why we always tryna justify the means
When we don't even know what it really means
We just want some dough and blow a couple trees
Clap a couple cheeks and repeat every week
Life ain't really deep till the pockets getting weak
Take a couple chances from glances at the weak
Better turn the other cheek don't wanna hear a peep
Fuck that shit you talkin bout I deserves everything
I'm talkin making greens from verses on perfect release
Making certain only shade I get is from those evergreens
I ain't perfect but I reflect every oscar movie
Moonlight working over time to be the best you ever seen
Have you going blind from the shade that you throw at me
Cuz the sun reflects a god of diminished self esteem
Wait a second ain't you forgetting bout your depression
Now you walk around boasting as if you're god's greatest blessing
I don't understand these fools need to watch their tennis shoes
Ain't no way you escaping evils in this room
Sorry I'm enriching living more than Tut in his tomb
Refuse my life make more manic than MF Doom
Then again I could cook classics up so mmm... food
And touch depressive masses ain't too late to touch the moon
All my homies know are thugs clubs and drugs mixed with tools
But were never offered screws to drive just 22's
At 22 that I prayed none of them would hit my room
So I could tell their views cuz their tales are overdue
Book a couple shows and deliver better breakin news
And make all this fortune to generate richer heirlooms
Watch me cook watch me hook all this fucking pain you took
Watch me cook watch me hook all of these awards just look
Watch me cook watch me hook all this fucking pain you took
Watch me cook watch me hook all of these awards just look
I ain't shook I ain't shook watch my name up in the books
I ain't shook I ain't look for the stars I just pushed
I ain't shook I ain't shook faced a mob from this crook
I ain't shook I ain't shook watch my name up in the books
I ain't shook I ain't look for the stars I just pushed
I ain't shook I ain't shook faced a mob from this crook
Watch me cook watch me hook all of these awards just look
Watch me hook watch me cook
Alright alright alright settle down
I know it ain't me that's got you riled up now
I'm kinda the reason you stayed alive in this town
Don't you forget I control your fate
Pills pistols gangs I have the final say
Who I should traumatize force them to stay
Tempt them into making mistake after mistake after mistake
The bones or the spirit which one should I break
Hmm I'm getting bored around here it's starting to show
Hmm I mean I guess I could let you go
Kinda like your resolve ain't nothing like your bros
But remember a .44 can make a rose ungrow
And if the demons start to show
Then it'll be my undoing
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Writer(s): Dwuane Stephens
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