Letras
What they gotta say now? What they gotta say now?
(Oh yeah)
This is part three of the story, this is my Old Testament
Mama told me I'm heaven-sent
My entire life is bad bitches and elegance
Couple things I learned is never insult intelligence
And never let the right hand know whatever the left is in
You've gotta walk a mile to understand what I'm steppin' in
It's gon' take 'em a minute to get me out of my element
But fuck it, I'ma let her man
Life gettin' harder, the bitches been easy
Still goin' up, they tryna mislead me
I control everything I see like a TV
The hate been strong, it's getting realer than 3D
But fuck it, oh well, I'm outta here nigga, Wheezy
They wonder why they can never defeat me
It's 'cause I've got ten toes in the dirt
Fuck your pockets, I'm hittin' you where it hurts
Before Saint, I been had sons
Since back in the day when niggas was screamin' out, "You're a jerk"
You can ask my nigga Alan
I am the chosen one, I admit it
Older generation, they told me that I was gifted
Would I even be rappin' if J9 wasn't fuckin' up and gettin' sent to last minute?
Shit'd probably be different
If I was nobody, would they still get it?
Nah, they wouldn't get it at all
Seventh grade in my room, just wantin' to end it
Damn, man, I remember it all
It was me, some notebook paper, number two pencil
Just tryna make this shit vivid for y'all
(Why they wanna see me fall so hard?)
They tell me this the life that I chose, but it's nothin' but pain
This ain't a regular umbrella, this from a Rolls
Shit don't mean nothin' when you stuck in the rain
I've still got brothers that's copin' by pourin' fours
I just know that shit fuck with your brain
She told me she love me, that's from the soul
But I can't keep gettin' stuck in your games
(Oh yeah)
(Oh yeah)
I really thought it was real this time
I thought you wanted to heal this time