Like Leonidas

Went half on packs, he tried to snake the whole thing
And in the end got nothing
Chasing SAC's, been in my Marvin Bagley
Since I lost my mother
I ain't writing to get shit published, or be discovered
I just need a outlet for these feelings if not I might go under
Withstood the storm and never broke my form
It was never calm, I stood the test of time wear it on my arm
Blood on my palms
Naw this ain't psalms but still a scripture for
When battle comes, keep yo gun
Pressure built but never broke my bones
Held it in my lungs
Was at the funeral trying to hit my blunt and couldn't
I was nauseous
Couldn't pall-bear cause the palm sweat
I was damn near loosing consciousness
If I gave a fuck before that day on Jesus Christ I lost it
My life swung between the balance
The weight of it shook my posture

I ain't overwhelmed by being overlooked
That's just my usual
May come across as harsh but it's the truth
Like blues music
Paper in my path if you smart you see the clues to it

I See right through it thumbed every chapter
This shit a easy read, Like a 3-4 D play action pass it
Free my captors
See my type we take them vengeful actions
Let em see my shackles
"Free for life no" read that backwards
Ain't seen the pastor since my mother passed
Been better off since
I can't just pray and hope, no sit and loaf, we ain't waiting on shit
God ain't gon save you
Known to pitch a package and when it counted
Know it came through
I keep my most painful memories close
It changed the angle I see life, I learned that everything's for a price
For that I'm grateful
Stop blaming me for the way that I keep boundaries
It's why im stable
I took a break from painting pictures vivid
Made a lane switch and reframed it
Now I'm back up in this bitch here for the taking

Black Russian pearls on the Kiera Knightly
I Heard it all I'm in new Depps with this my pen is christly
You can pick the half but I need half either way you slice it
My plan was drop undeniable pieces period
I'm know that people play certain shit for appearances
So I'm just
Hoping it's authentic if you hearing this
This the shit that they won't tell you
In the rat race the cats getting quicker keep family near ya



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Writer(s): Troy Gray Jr
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