The Process

The process makes you weak
The process makes you strong
The process makes you hate
The process makes you love
The process makes you wait
The process makes you feel
Waking up in midst of night
Thinkin bout all the shit
I could probably be doing
I ain't get enough rest
Kinda crazy you see I don't know
Why my mind just keep moving
And the world spin around
And around every time I go down
That's why I been improving
Gotta make a real stamp in this
Goofy shit I can't stand for it
All these dreams gotta manifest
So many people around me
I'm tryna discern
Who really wanna help
So many forces around me
I feel all the heat
And pressure just keep gettin real
Goosebumps
I get the chills
Cold feet
Making them deals
I never knew more than ever
This time in my life
That the devil is realer than real
Face it
I'm bouta make it
Beatin the odds
I was never complacent
No more complaining
That shit is basic
Everyone knows that
The world is still racist
You gotta take it
Say what you want
Then step out and go get it
You don't gotta front
When you sending a message
No body can do what you do
Don't forget it
And live everyday with intent
Don't regret it
Dressed in all black
Everyday is funeral
Kids getting killed
Over dances it's usual
You wanna drill
Yeah the feeling is mutual
Fight over dead presidents
That's a joke
Not enough money
Could make me a hoe
All of this media shit
Is a hoax
Look in the mirror
And see who the joke
They at the top
And they laughing
Deep in the woods
In a three story cabin
Aspire for more than
A mansion
Aspire for more than
A fast whip
Aspire for healing
And health over all the material
Try to achieve something
Loving and spiritual
Something ethereal
What did you really do
This shit is pitiful
Think about how
We'll remember you
Ten to Two Tony
He was just a kid
Still in his 20s
Tryna make them Ms
Messages deep
They really make you think
Cerebellum
Neurological Link
I am the nerves
That make you nervous
I am the part that makes
You feel your worth it
I am that
Way below the surface
I am that body on the cross burning
Innocent black people murdered
Gs on lock was it worth it
There comes a time in ya life
Where you just need to know
That you gotta shift ya purpose
Whole lotta weirdo shit goin on right now
Real shit had to let it out my soul right now
Gotta sit really think my goals right now
Good God have mercy on tone right now
Im a nasty ass sinner
Shit i been lying and stealing
And murdering too many beats all winter
I put in that work
This is my desert
Ain't even eat my dinner
Yeah you heard it first
Bitch I know my worth
Ima just keep on winning
Foremost
This for the ones with the doors closed
Devil been coming in all clothes
Staying aware with my eyes low
Eyes low
Staying aware with my eyes low
The Devil been coming in all clothes
The process makes you weak
The process makes you strong
The process makes you hate
The process makes you love
I am the nerves
That make you nervous
I am the part that makes
You feel your worth it
I am that
Way below the surface
I am that body on the cross burning
Innocent black people murdered
Gs on lock was it worth it
There comes a time in ya life
Where you just need to know
That you gotta shift ya purpose
Whole lotta weirdo shit goin on right now
Real shit had to let it out my soul right now
Gotta sit really think my goals right now
Good God have mercy on tone right now