N.S.O.M

Yea

It's fenna go a little something like this

Look

In the moments throughout it all
I taught myself to be grateful
Tho i helped out so many
I know so many that's hateful

And envious
Filled with jealousy
Tainting my legacy
But killing snakes in the grass
Is one of my specialties

A gardener what i should've been
Fuck all this rap shit
Now a days it's a facade
And filled with that cap shit
They got away from the art
Now it's instagram captions
Hear stories inside of verses
Not line up with actions
Oh it's past tense

Fuck it, you got it
Let me move on
But people gon fuck with me
Cause it's honesty in my songs
I'm standing where i belong
Right on top of the throne
Some niggas who should be with me
Just felt the ride was too long

God bless 'em
Lie if i said that i didn't miss em
Til i linked with more niggas
That's shooting and ain't missing

I'm gassed up
Like road trips in a bad truck
It's a marathon not a sprint
I'm just running my laps bruh
Word to Nipsey



Credits
Writer(s): Markus Henderson
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