Jiminy Crickets (feat. Curtis K.)

And the best part of this plan is
No one can stop me
Won't rock Essential, it ain't essential
Writing my story, isn't in pencil
Written in stone, you wasn't in it
Leave me alone I'm handling business
Running up digits, 'til I'm forgiven
Catching the spirit, I need a witness
Do you remember when you wouldn't listen
Now it's no talking
Jiminy Crickets aye
I'm staying hush
I'm a just hope that this waking you up
I'm getting tired of faking I'm tough
I got some homies to show you what's up
This is the truth man I can't make this up
Homie was leaning
Jesus taught me how to lean in
I was looking for some meaning man
Top of the billboard
That's what I'm built for uh
Man I faced depression and beat it
I'm happy like Gilmore
I'm in church where I feel more
I pray to God I get filled more
On the block I won't deal more
In the stores I won't steal more man
Talking my past life
I'll knuckle up if you ain't act right
I duffled up and I jacked right
I blew it down like bag pipes
Like Avi man I just gaslight uh
This that anthem for the hood
This that anthem for the church
This that anthem for the young me
That really got lost up on the search

Yea uh
Aye look out

I'm a made man but I ain't make me
God did
I ain't falling for the trap they made me
Y'all did
They foot on they neck
They saying they can't breathe can't see
Killing out of hate, that's what the cops did
My savior is Jewish but that's no cap
I can't go back, that's something I can't hold back
Devil thought he had me in a choke
I told him hold that
I just made the album of the year
And still got no plaques
Just wait
They gon see us when we run it up
My homie a one of one
Thank you son I'm coming up
I come from a city where you couldn't hold a gun enough
They just don't allow it
You gon wonder where it's coming from
Look up
It's a bird it's a plane
It's the same Zig running with the king
C from queens
He a wild boy he got no ID for the thing
He gon really put it up
If you sneak on the team yea
I grew up different
Just to go to church with my grandma was a mission
R train E train really taught ambition
Then she lost her life to cancer
And I been missing uh
Oh I been distant yea
It's kind of strange
All the pain I'm dealing with I don't remember things
All the friends that said they love me
Ain't bout what they claim
The cycle just repeats itself its driving me insane
With the flag that I throw up
Ready to die bout my gang
Turn a new page new chapter
Instagram DM coming from my pastor
Picking up the phone I can't reply faster
My dad left at 4, dear God am I a bastard uh
My grandma raised me all alone
Call my dad it's dial tone
He grew up missing milestones
Hard to put a smile on
Like I got a cloud on
Tryna call my momma long distance more than a mile long you
For God I slide
Every time a miracle happens they be surprised
The only one that really be stepping, it ain't the guys
The only one to keep a hundred won't tell no lies uh
It's televised uh
Been on a high
I ain't tell nobody I just kept it all inside
Cause how they gon feel about the ones I got beside
I was never violent but I know they down to ride
I just kept it hush
Jiminy Cricket never lied.



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Kennelly
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