If The Gods See Fit

Imma just empty the clip
And hope that something get hit
If the gods see fit
It don't hit my spirit, I don't pretend
Raise my fingers and dip real quick
Darkies ain really got shit
Throw water on walls and hope it'll stick
Struggle the ends never meet
Men miss meals, still talk bout millions
Imma just empty the clip
And hope that something get hit
If the gods see fit
Still got flow, don't get sea sick
It don't hit my spirit, I don't pretend
Darkies ain't really got shit
Darkie don't get to pick
It don't make sense
I swear you'd say game is rigged
I raise my fingers and dip real quick

My people just dont realise
Our position in life
Most probably going to die
Where we're born and reside
Generational suicide
Cant look to the sky
Hood kinda packed and crazy
Reflect the trauma inside
Hood kinda packed and crazy
He shook, I see it in his eyes
Dilated, defeated he looks dominated
Won't put up a fight
Still hold eternal grudges
No differences aside
"I'm cool if you're not"
As long as we both are falling behind
Missed my chances, I rue them
Missed em now I feel rooted
Missed my chances, I rue them
Cos my minds polluted and now I feel rooted
I don't wanna die a loser
Gotta get lit, better be sooner
Drinks and spirits diluted my spirit
So now my ambitions deluded

Imma just empty the clip
And hope that something get hit
If the gods see fit
It don't hit my spirit, I don't pretend
Raise my fingers and dip real quick
Darkies ain really got shit
Throw water on walls and hope it'll stick
Struggle the ends never meet
Men miss meals, still talk bout millions
Imma just empty the clip
And hope that something get hit
If the gods see fit
Still got flow, don't get sea sick
It don't hit, my spirit I don't pretend
Darkies ain't really got shit
Darkie don't get to pick
It don't make sense
I swear you'd say game is rigged
I raise my fingers and dip real quick

Hours left behind, Sap didn't remind me
Never was on time, I'm ahead of it
And I heard of it, they thugging for the hell of it
Investigator's here, checking where the hollow went
It's January so Jan will worry it's evident
She feb and ugly, not much was said
I just packed and left
Hit the lobby with weed on me and the Stuyvesant
Slay got smoke like the car is old and need's servicing
Back had ten that's Maddison
Im a keeper, Ederson
Balancing the imperfections, Slaysall out here finessing
No pussy's in my fraction's, only keep her if she financing
By the city in a civic, let her bring her bring her fine ass in

Imma just empty the clip
And hope that something get hit
If the gods see fit
Don't hit my spirit, I don't pretend
Raise my fingers and dip real quick
Darkies ain really got shit
Throw water on walls and hope it'll stick
Struggle the ends never meet
Men miss meals, still talk bout millions
Imma just empty the clip
And hope that something get hit
If the gods see fit
Still got flow, don't get sea sick
Don't hit my spirit I don't pretend
Darkies ain't really got shit
Darkie don't get to pick
It don't make sense
I swear you'd say game is rigged
I raise my fingers and dip real quick