Let It Bleed

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What I'm supposed to be
Only God can see
This ain't home to me
I've been cut through life, f*ck a knife, now I know
Just let me bleed
Just let me be
Just let it be
I've been cut through life, f*ck a knife, now I know
Let it bleed

They calling me the new brand like I'm designing something
They talk about my past like I'm hiding from it
500 lb stacked I ain't barely running 
But everytime I smile your girl telling me I'm stunning
Still... I don't want for nothing
Have to treat these queens properly
I know they on to me
Hop on a beat
I'm lyrical, what else you haters want from me
Still be wearing white tees, Sean Johns, and my walabees
How you tryna pull up to my spot
You ain't on the lease
If there's a problem
I'll call up all my elders
Never call police
We handle things a little different round here when we in the streets
I had you on my mind way too long
So we had to meet
Say we got some things out of the way
Shorty such a treat
That honey heal the wounds from the cuts that completed me
It ain't all sunny days, rainstorms make it hard to breathe
Both eyes on my double, pockets swole, you know I gotta eat
I never looked back, stayed committed since turned 23

What I'm supposed to be
Only God can see
This ain't home to me
I've been cut through life, f*ck a knife, now I know
Just let me bleed
Just let me be
Just let it be
I've been cut through life, f*ck a knife, now I know
Let it bleed

Do you know that hardtimes can lead you to better days
I kneel and pray
Knowing my blessings are many and they on the way
I stay grounded but my mind out of space
It's a difference race
Real winners stay consistent pace
Haters love that second place
Crowd surfing I'm on a wave
My money I'm getting paid
Bad bitches take it away
But I will never complain
We out here hustling the same
Holding on to bigger dreams
Some are grinded for true respect
Others hope for diamond rings
No I ain't gonna judge you on your path
But I'm a do the math
Sell my shares before the crash
Price drops then buy them back
How much money; I'm losing track
Accountants can handle that
Mama you take a rack
Or a couple stacks
Don't be surprised for when I blow up
And no one really show love
Like "yeah he made it" so what
The world will give you no hugs
Behind closed doors; mean mug
When you fumble they glow up
So VIP we show up
Leave my pain on the chorus

What I'm supposed to be
Only God can see
This ain't home to me
I've been cut through life, f*ck a knife, now I know
Just let me bleed
Just let me be
Just let it be
I've been cut through life, f*ck a knife, now I know
Let it bleed

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