Who You Are
(Verse)
When I’m prayin more then I’m doin better,
There was times when I couldn’t get a prayer together,
Boxing all my demons in the heavyweight but I’m feather,
Pshh,
Took a couple losses like the stock exchange,
Had a meeting with the bosses bout some common thangs,
Headed out of Dallas on another plane,
Flyin over Jackson man I miss the palace,
Had a chalice in Atlanta with an older flame,
Boarded on my flight then never heard again,
They all the same I can’t blame it’s the price of fame,
Never got the fortune like a late abortion,
Here’s a portion of my mental if you feel the pain,
Dreams of growin older now I’m gettin older,
Now my dreams only show me times of gettin older,
If you don’t know my life I partially open the folder,
Show two half’s of the paperwork well the half’s that’s sober,
Accept me for who I am or you don’t I know,
You wanted better but the better never comin this close,
Last year I had some bigger problems on a boat,
Now I’m all alone with the smaller ones and now we float,
You either Soak it up,
Or you stay bitter at most,
I’m sayin cheers to accomplishment and give a toast,
We all certified the amex stashed in the coat,
I went from cash back to givin back,
That’s a fact,
But I still been a fan of fiction,
I never knew my love of fantasy would turn addiction,
All the strobe lights and alcohol had my attention,
Now I lost some old habits and they still missin’
Still missin
(Verse)
This that south side winter flow im barely getting sleep at night,
Hit the homie chance with the move and get a piece tonight,
Almost 25 and feelin live I got my whip at night,
Riding through the city bumpin pac and seein police lights,
We have a vision like cookin crack in the kitchen,
Only made this cause the rental that we rented not expensive,
so we talked about our image and how to relay the mission,
To the world and show these kids if you want it then go and get it,
Psh let me calm down haven’t wrote in a minute,
Cause these freestyles easier trust me you gotta feel it,
If you don’t then the people won’t gotta make it a movie,
And the script is all improv Saturday night ya feel me,
Better yet please don’t you tempt me,
Cause I’ll break off a piece,
Like German Shepard chained you only holding a beast,
Thats how I feel especially on these beats,
Cause I’m trapped inside an audio file and given to streets,
But,
It’s oh well,
I’m the tip of the nail bein driven into walls your conscious taken it well,
Wish me well or leave me alone,
Ima dog like i said and this beat is a bone
We on,
