Mic Drop

Livin' life wit a fuckin mental illness
So bitches better not push me to my limits
Niggas got advice, they aint never did this
You see me out with a bitch, mind ya business

You know i got the best sex, crazy bitch shit
I rode once, now he saying that he miss this
Word on the street is a bitch dont stop
I got the most heart, point blank, Mic drop

Since a kid, my emotions been fucked with
Abuse never leaves tolerance for fuck shit
9 Times outta 10 i aint trippin
Bitches Principles always come up missin

I'm the realest, pain is a blessing and a curse
Used to think it gets better, since i been through the worst
But that aint always true
Sometimes the only way out is, keep going through

Real recognize real, im expression myself
Push my own pen, my soul ill never sell
Been through hell and back, dont look it, you cant tell
My poetry's deep i never fell

If this was school id have a PHD
But these niggas treat me like im here to fuckin ppl please
Watchin y'all ride for bitches half as talented as me
But when they see me out you niggas ride my coochie

This is different work, a hustle nontheless
You work a 9-5, i'm writin for my cheques
Since 16, been feelin' the stress
In front of everybody, gotta be the best

Whole fam supported me around the junos
Now nobody give a fuck, you know how that goes
It's all good, i try not to dwell
If this world taught me anything its look out for yourself

Fuck what you heard, dont ask me for shit
Everything thats comin, man, i worked hard for it
Talkin out they neck, imma tighten loose lips
When these bitches get to chokin trynna bite the way i spit



Credits
Writer(s): Quanteisha Benjamin
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