Resurfaced trauma arising with my accomplishments the comments is kinda like when Christopher killed my confidence consequences of problem kids i'm watching em all tweak for some acknowledgement even seen that one dude buy grills to make that frown turn upside down for all of y'all but dawg it's all a flex i'm not impressed with none of it finally learned to accept myself and learned that i don't gotta prove a single thing to a single soul except myself my God loves me, my girl loves me, and that's without no record sales Gabriel warned me about people that's hot but tell epic tales but then wanna throw tomatoes at me just for being myself guess we bout to see this fruit tell the gospel, it's veggie tales guess we bout to see who's staying on board once we setting sail poverty stricken since i was a jit in the middle of that i got peace on me grew up just watching my family feud, you would think that i really know steve harvey you see me bleeding out over my heart it's because i finally took the leech off me see God in my weak heart, if i pleased all i'd be weak homie the prophets of old said we'd be lost in the soul cuz folks is prideful and all, it's so much i can't control come from a fatherless home, trauma and problems at home, landlords knocked on the door, that's why i'm knocking on y'all's they ain't want get me involved so i built this with the Lord i've never been on my own i was jealous of Zauntee i was jealous of Tommy i was jealous that they blew, i didn't even just care that they homies crazy where you could be going when you don't live in the moment grateful for how you been growing jealous of all that they doing wonder how many is scrolling through my timeline in the morning or late as heck in the evening praying one day i would blow it so then they could be exalted take it, lowkey i don't want it you want this gift just to flaunt it i want this gift to keep going but i'm petty you would write a hate comment for me, but i'm petty pulled up with the demon bulletproof vest, don ready heard they want the album, ima drop it when i'm ready i didn't text my dad to tell him happy birthday cuz my number blocked, my IG blocked, my facebook blocked, my twitter blocked, i got no way to reach him
somebody shoulda told him his son would be blazing the kingdom i'm staying succeeding face to my Jesus praying and seeking why y'all be tweaking Satan defeated already beat him up on that tree limb check the score i been hiding my numbers on the board the insecure people are flexing their streams and awards 4 score and 7 years ago my great grandma was born and started generational patterns that i finally kicked off it's praises to God