Relyin' to the things that y 'all see,
These bitches stay all up on my D,
All these niggas lying on me,
Lying to the things that you don't see,
I been deep in my own thoughts,
I got a lot of shit to lose so I hold off
Emotions got me writing rhymes
till I doze off, filled with pain
Everybody say they love me
niggas can't fill my name with smut
maybe that's why my mind's so fucked
Life got me feeling depressed,
somebody keep a dog tamed
am I submitting to my own pain?
Hell no, I gotta focus on my own road
A real crip, so I snuck to the fuckin' G code
A lot of niggas say they know me,
but they don't know me at all
Fake niggas tryna call me,
These niggas spying on me,
Blind to the things that y 'all see,
These bitches stay cold up on my dick
But still I never change and I still firm
nigga that shit is earned
So wait your turn little homie
you'll succeed in your goal
Don't be sprung on no pussy
So take your time on your craft
Nigga, what happens in the dark
shit, I start smokin' weed
But I can't handle that shit,
cause that shit ain't for me
until the Glock make em soft
All these niggas lyin' on me,
Blind to the things that y 'all see,
These bitches stay off of my D,