Almost Healed / 9am on Murchison Road

(Mhm)

A lot has changed, been through something's
Couldn't be shaped by pain(Nope)
Talking nice to myself, positive coping mechanisms
Help stay true to yourself, Word on the street health is wealth(Yes Sir)
Thank you God, parents abused the belt
Got me wondering if respect like ice that melts
Spice it up however you like, the truth's all that's left(Mhm)
Even Jesus wept, please explain how showing emotion makes a man inept?(How)
Ain't 1955 ma'am, adjust expectations
Paying all the bills,(In these economy?) What is you thinking?(Stupid)
Especially if we just dating?, specifically you don't appreciate what we do on a daily basis,(Mhm)
Being a women is hard?, Fair statement, But being a man hard too, I'm just saying
(Aye,what? Aye, what, what, what?)
I'm just saying

This ain't a coming out a party, best believe I'm just getting started
Read the tea leaves, heard eight bars got em' feeling soggy?(Oh?)
Next eight might, get em' froggy
Exchanged phone sales for diapers and stress
Left me out to dry, what ya expect?
Lucky I ain't fire that entire clip, into ya chest
Lucky Ju and Moms told me give it a rest
Or I woulda been at ya doorstep, blasting it wit all disrespect
Take it as a promise and a threat, Ya took ya space, don't be mad I came to recollect
Appreciate the hard times they bring out my best
Pen bullet proof, come put it to the test
Haven't ya heard? Beefin' wit me?
Ain't no map, to make that quest(Nope)
Owls watching me like we at OVO fest
One thing Artice do, is clean up a mess
(Oh yes, Haha, Oh yes)
Three beats, Twelve hours? I can divide(Ha)
Eleven blunts, Twelve hours? How you alive?(Ha)
Moral of the story, time ain't money and money ain't a mind
If common sense was common, you wouldn't have played with mine
(Ooh Shoot)

And best believe, I just spared y'all this time

Hm, anyways let me get back to my

Truth hittin' harder than a punch to ya mouth
Hot summers mean cold winters, grew up in the south
Disloyalty a cancer, must be cut out
No matter how hard they press, ain't no stopping the route(Let's go)
Truth hittin' harder than a punch to ya mouth
Hot summers mean cold winters, grew up in the south
Disloyalty a cancer, must be cut out
No matter how hard they press, ain't no stopping the route(Hm)

Throw it up(Yeah)
Throw it up, Where you from bruh?(Aye, what?)
Throw it up, Where you from bruh?(Then throw it up)
Two-six(Annt), two-six(Annt)
Two-six(Annt), two-six(Annt)
Haha, (Yeah)