Some of the realest shit I ever wrote
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Yeah, this is my vision
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Written without second thought or revision
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The type of shit that affect you like an oncoming collision
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That just make you freeze, drop to your knees and beg 'em please
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Lord forgive me for gripping the semi now
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When searching for God all I ever do is stare up
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While Satan sending me women wearing nothing but they hair up
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Got the condom on the dresser, I can't wait to undress her
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Would you think lesser of me if I did it?
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'Cause I get lonely, I'm human and boy, it's been a minute
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Fresh out the stage surrounded by women that wanna hit it
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Or should I take the pussy just 'cause I could get it?
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Or do I want something that's more committed?
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Goddamn, it's hard to admit it
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As you focus on the little things the bigger ones will get you
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So I minimize the negatives to see the bigger picture
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I get richer while you fuckers hate
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So keep it up and watch a young brother elevate
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I'm black and white but racism I still cannot evade
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I never understood the concept even to this day
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You know we're all the same in the eyes of a blade
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'Cause when men share blood it's still the same shade
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And I swear I'm just a man, homie
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Flesh and blood, I'm just a man
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But I don't think they understand, homie
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I ain't perfect, I'm just a man
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Yeah, y'all think I'm more than just a man
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I contemplate on the daily if I survive and strive
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To be the greatest lyricist, dead or alive
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I gotta prevail, that's my word like excel
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Went from a small town in West deer park to double X L
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Now we shopping at Louis V, back in the day it was Ross
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They calling me the savior, hope they don't give me the cross
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Yeah, now that's the realest shit you ever heard
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Never in the streets but I was closer than the curb
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Do you feel me? Whole world wanna kill me
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Signed a deal but I'm still me
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In 5 years will I still be?
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Ever since I was a youngling this is all I ever wanted
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Always kept it real while they perpetrated and fronted
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I was in the studio when they was getting blunted
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Always had my doubts but deep down I knew I run it
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Sporting Armani like ménage a trois
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That's double breasted
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A lot of time I've invested and never once arrested
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Further nervous like when you getting tested
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The game is over, saturated, completely infested
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The greatest story ever told, realest song ever written
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To hell with a plan B, motherfucker I ain't kidding
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I'm just tryina get this money, I'm just tryina get paid
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That's the type of mentality put careers in the grave
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Fuck how much you made, what's it worth if your memory fade?
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Now I ain't perfect, on occasion I've strayed
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It's been forever since I prayed
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And I guess today is the day
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So I step in the booth and treat that shit like a confessional
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Thinking back as I reminisce, wondering does God even exist?
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A man of faith but mentally I feel at risk
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What you want from me? Where I'm supposed to go?
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Seem like you never talk, tell me how I'm supposed to know
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I'm just a man, I ain't perfect, is this life even worth it?
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It's time to dig up the past, so fuck it
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Less I loved it like my childhood
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Leaving free like a child should
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Remember the time I opened the bedroom door crack
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And saw my daddy smoking more crack?
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No food in my house, we just couldn't afford that
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Mama drinking, sleeping until 5
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But she always seemed to get up whenever men arrive
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Feeling alone at like 11
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Segregated from the other kids like it was 1957
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I've loved, I've hated, I've cried, I've died inside
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I'm resurrected but don't neglect that I'm modified
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I'm stronger, faster, better than ever before
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And everything I've been through can honestly assure
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Yeah, I'm no less, no more
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I'm just a man, homie
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Flesh and blood, I'm just a man
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But I don't think they understand, homie
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I ain't perfect, I'm just a man
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Y'all think I'm more than just a man
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Just A Man
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