fear & doubt

i live in a daze

ridin' through the phase

goin' out in a blaze and i blaze and i blaze

lighting in the flames

burnin' in the raids

goin' out in a blaze and i blaze and i blaze

starin' of the narrow-point reflection of myself

questionin' what is my life to become?

i wonder if i'll ever be the man

my momma wish i was

or will i end up victim to the hand of a gun?

given the current circumstances i stand alone

no one to hold me but me

i mean it's hard not to be stressed

stretchin' myself to the bone

can't feel my chest

i been heavin' cause all this smoke i been breathin' in just to not be depressed

all the pressures from record labels around me

in a benz still trynna sign me

finally in a position to put all that shit behind me

how many mothers have a son they never know?

nobody questions what they do

nobody wonders where they go

i'm goin' around in circles chasin' myself in contradiction

with a pistol to the back of my head

prolly pull the trigger the moment after i make it big

pretty white seats in the lambo all plastered in red

my nigga

me? naturally i forever be fly

it's in my blood

it has to be

how could i ever be not?

ain't a question when and where cause i forever get mine

stand in my way

that be the day they get a deputy shot

goin' back? fuck that. that used to be me

i used to be weak

we used to be thieves

still my shoes for a second

think about it

would you be me? what would you do? fuck would you do?

holla at your boy

it's purple baby they label me

a problem and i probably am

so i don't knock 'em

how i pull up in that caddy on trims? clean chakras

with a oscar-winning bitch

she got on door knockers

and i'm knocking down your door if it's war

partner

deepak purple

that boy conscious

jack four biancis

come back with a pound a

broccoli like how he? why he? cause i be

moving through the city like a iv

trynna be monogamous

but i got bitches on my dick like i'm the shit cause i'm the shit

and i only promise this

to my little girl

i'm a bring you the world

yo fuck that

niggas love to talk

but that talkin' shit out the conversation

you young niggas gon' fuck up and start some complications

your baby mothers

your cousins

grandmother's congregatin'

one more time and your fuckin' life confiscated

i seen good niggas die over less so how you trippin'?

a higher power sent you and your niggas on your mission?

the muslims preach to the jews to preach to the catholics and christians

my brother's serving a life sentence

nigga how you livin'?

my homie get it on the boat

nigga how you get it?

my momma usually like to snort

nigga how you feel it?

i asked him if it's easy to kill

he said hardly

killed a nigga in the club

took the life out the party

huh?

this is me at the end of the day

forget the talkin'

forget all of the lies and forget all of the cameras

who's who and who's watchin'?

the water for my soul for the day i hit the coffin

know i'm a get mine

i'm a get mine

i'm a get mine

i'm a get mine