Misunderstood E

In a lot of your music, you talk about Being real, going through trauma in your early age What made you want to join the gang? How did all that mold you into who you Are today? How's your relationship with your Parents? Be who you are at your core. And that's where the pain comes from. How do you feel misunderstood? Uh, it's just a lot of questions, Uh, questions I ain't never got answered for, uh. It's a lot of shit I've been through in My life make me feel misunderstood. But I feel like people don't get certain situations In my life. And that's where the pain comes From. For sure, that's where most of this shit come From, you know? That mic is just, it let, it just listen, It let me express my feelings. It seems like you've been through some real pain. But can't let that pain wreck your soul. You got the pen now. Try to spoon-feed the masses, help them understand Who you are. See what they say. For sure. Big seven. No, no, I hear you, for sure. We gonna get this shit crackin'. For sure. Uh, uh-huh. Uh-huh. I been misunderstood, since a youngin. I been misunderstood, uh, since a youngin. Uh-huh. Alright. Ayy. I been misunderstood since I came out the Womb. I pour my heart into these beats, I'm Showin' every wound. I hold my feelings deep inside, To my shake the room. I had my brothers on my side when I Lost Jeezy too. I had it different from others, I promise I had a mother. Hundred grand, ain't no other, gave me love that's Forever. Got it tatted on my face, Thugged Dodged It forever. But enough of all that, let me Get to the butter. Niggas be hoes, These niggas ain't real, these niggas be cap. We ain't with no rat people, gon' pull up, They gon' splash. All my niggas thug, They gon' pull up like some thotties. Boy, you better run 'cause it really ain't hard To find me. We lost one, we lost two. BH3, we lost you. Mac Marvin, forgot you. D-Mac, boy, we miss you. Homies gone, niggas wrong. Lot of shit be goin' on, but ain't nobody Speakin' on. Tryna run a million up by myself, I ain't need no help. Tryna run a million Up by myself, just leave me alone. I ain't need love, I got it out the Mud. Figured out my move, I had control on What it was. Most of these bitches, they look For diamonds in the club. We snuck in through the back door, got a Forty with a snug. Misunderstood. I been misunderstood. Misunderstood. Misunderstood. Misunderstood. I Been misunderstood. Oh my. Oh my, oh.