I'm Here

To be honest I ain't talked to God in a minute Don't gotta prove my case it's evident that I'm sinning I never will be perfect but regardless I'm winning I put my soul into my art that's the reason I'm driven It must feel great to stuff a million bucks in a safe Wear like thirty five chains your drive way got a wraith But your peoples still fucked up it ain't a crumb on they plate You gone die from being selfish you gone learn that too late Uh, trying to be a better man for me & them I feel like Lil Baby, bitch you know I'm coming trim Might hit my esé if these rap checks getting too slim My nigga Sosa in the cut He always above the rim Scoot say niggas gone hate me for blowing up They hate me now my nigga but frankly I give no fuck They envious but when I drop projects They tails is tucked The album is on the speakers of bitches I used to fuck Now I'm getting threatened by niggas I used to trust My homie finger itching because of the glocks he clutch We seen what it was from the jump We kept it up Nigga tried me then fell off the map That shit must suck Sorry God if I'm sounding too aggressive But niggas run they mouth & them words too excessive Niggas sending me they EPs That shit is not impressive I'm trying to be positive They making me retrogressive That mean y'all took me back to the same place I survived If I ain't touch the mic I probably would've died My funeral would be live Plenty people would cry If I ain't make Grammy Gold, it would've been suicide Thought about it, contemplated, I was devastated Sister dead, we all depressed, I don't know how I made it Soul was gone, God stepped in I don't know how he saved it Seen my future & woke up That dream felt like the matrix Couple still born babies, shit done broke me down Women I loved could not conceive, felt like a fucking clown When they lucked up, I prayed to God, soon I'll settle down I need some help Blood, sweat, & tears staining up my crown