Pouring Out Pain

Took a major L this week
I ain't cry about it
Watch myself get on my feet
I ain't lying bout it
Thank god i was prepared
For them rainy days
You know I'm stacking
For a purpose and emergencies
When shit go left i think of me
How i Am gone make it out
I Ain't looking at my phone
Like who gone help me out
Self made tatted that
Back in The 12th grade
Im like that i swear
I been doing my own thing
I guess it happens to the
Best of em but i won't fold
Just like the rest of them
Hard times come n go
Just like the flu
Cooking up a remedy
Bout to Make a move

I just had to double up
Like neighborhood nip
Hard times never humble us
I was slipping I was tripping
Got my mind right everybody
Got a day so it's alright
My momma told me to my face
That she proud of me middle fingers
To them suckas
that done doubted me
I kept pushing
Wait on who
That ain't my M.O
I ain't the one to play around
With my potential
I'm certified you could
Check my credentials
Documented i ain't write it
With no pencil niggas
Thinking we the same
They done caught a wave
Got this shit off the muscle
I ain't buy a thing



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Writer(s): Kenny Jolly
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