6Am

Man, I ain't even gonna play wit you niggas on this
This shit fire, nigga I'm just gonna go

Look, I just want my chain, as gold as the pearly gates
I just want my niggas to see that it's a better way
We did some things we'll never say, but some can relate
As my babies keep the faith, everything gon' be straight

Every time ma dukes call, she tell me be safe
She know her son a go getter, always got something shaking
A lot of trials and tribulations, but I'm maintaining
Too busy chasing paper, to worry about a hater

Fresh braids she tryna cop a feel, I think I'm David
It's been a minute, but I'm good nigga, I'm on my way
I had to realign my mind, make sure I'm back on pace
Cross my T's and dot my I's, you know can't leave no trace

Smoking some of the loudest, my nigga, what he say
You don't need a guy, my nigga, the bread lead the way
Getting my groove back, I need me a Stella today
Foot cracked the door long enough, now I'm crashing the place

Taking shots with Don Julio, Smokin' Rose
You paid the cost to be the boss, so ain't no time to play
Ain't shit sweet, this a now, not a later thing
Weeded all the fakes out the circle, we don't associate

Every time that I pull up, they asking what I'm on
Shit, I been bussin down them Dutchess, filling up with strong
Question everything around me, nigga, right and wrong
Never doubted myself, that's what the rest for

Every loss I took, I went back to the drawing board
I may be down right now, but baby, this the fourth quarter
Mamba mentality, shit, I can snap at any moment
They say it's just a hobby, but the wordplay is goated

One of these days, I double-R gon' be candy coated
Tints so black, you can't see in it with the curtains open
Skin glowing, hair growing, it's that raw purpose
Demons tried to weigh me down, but I still reached the surface

Carried on about my business, I went soul searching
I had to replenish, yeah, they thought I was finished
Been losing family lately, smoke can never ease that pain
Some things will never be the same, but nigga, we adapt to change

Yeah, it breaks my heart that they ain't with me
Just know that we protected to infinity, it's different
Rap flow, been legit since 1106, oh shit
Eyes closed on this free throw bitch, I'm Jordan and can't hold him

Tryna get in the lanes with the greats, bitch, I'm on go
You selling game and giving hope, base that shit off your approach
I wrote this shit and now my conscience is clearer
Humble enough to tighten up and crack a smile for the picture

But wise enough to know that only three, really my niggas
So I reply, yeah, when niggas ask if I get the picture, picture me rolling
I always keep my head up, nigga
Yeah, I always keep my head up, nigga

Yeah

All eyes on me and I ain't even hit the entrance yet
Yeah, I control the room, I'm in, I'm at Corona neck



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Writer(s): Kevin Livingston Jr
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