Mental Tears E

Shit. Shit is like a Reflecting beat, like. Feel that pain in that shit, like. Uh, Ooh. Take 'em to church then. Uh, yeah. Yeah, uh, Dilly got it bumpin', Ayy. Corn dogs in the freezer, Stove was the heater. Gettin' bullied by my teachers, homies hatin' Leachers. To the streets I'm a preacher, Let me preach the word. But if the D snatch me up, then I Won't say a word. If I gotta do the Time, my story's never told. Might just help a young soul get through highs And lows. I never fold, I'm 'bout a code, Hope I make it home. At sixteen I had some dreams, but I ain't Feel chose. Thankful for the discipline, Put me in my place. Even when I refused it then tried to run Away. Granny put me on life insurance and crushed My faith. Daddy nowhere around, Don't wanna see my face. I pray for every opportunity he see today. That bubba raised up a king and he ain't Do a thing. Heard he still pushin' that Honda, So stay up in your lane. But please recite all my verses so you can Feel my pain, uh. I just be starin' out the window. Shedding mental tears, like, thankful as fuck. You don't even know, to have, like, The pain a nigga go through, the mental battles. At the end of the day always pr-prevail. Stand my own ten. Let's get it. Uh, yeah, Dilly got bumpin', ayy. No remorse for the dead because they don't cry For mine. Brodie say he gon' get 'em, So it's that nigga time. I'm at the back of the bus, I'm never First in line. But I'm one you can trust, and I'm the First to grind. I meditate on my past, But ain't no lookin' back. So let me preach all my words, because you Know they facts. They couldn't walk in my shoes, and I couldn't Walk in Shaq's. But I done packed me some Tools, and I done slept in shacks. No TV, air beds with a hole in it. And my notebook, tryna pour my soul in it. I might not help you find the way because I once was lost. Spendin' fifty on Rollies so I could be a boss. But I ain't no boss until I cut a Nigga check, right? I ain't tryna hear it, I'm out the street life. Out the street life, Chucks on your feet type. Bandanas, tattoos, and the G rides. Until you leave your comfort zone, you ain't seen Life. Before I touched some money, Felt like I ain't need life. Gon' continue to make mistakes, I never said I Was perfect. But everything I do it for now, Feel like it's worth it. Mm, Mm. That's all I gotta say. Uh.