Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay

Pudding pockets and failed prophets, I cant watch it
Tale carver, pencil pusher, stay talking
Can you tell me the first person to weigh options?
Do I need to be vocal or do I stay silent?
Tryna keep it alive if imma stay honest
Feeding off it to spit and not debate topics
If I said it, I meant it, my time tick-tocking
Better look at the clock, I know your time coming (wow)

Killing me now, run me around, enter my vicinity, how?
You looking like "a brother wanna get a lesson in style"
Me, I'm making my decision for the peace or the crown
When I try to push me up, you always pulling me down
Spin a little riddle just try to throw me off of the sound
I been at it for a while, coming easier now
Ain't gotta worry 'bout applause I can do it without (uh)
Strength and Power, blessing ours
Give your flowers, never know the time or hour
Death is sour, "Milk spilt", cried the cowards
Rotten powder, leaving it to be devoured
That's an uppers-downer, you can scream it louder
Knowing talk is cheap they wanting greener towers
Get a bigger head so you can puff up prouder
Imma keep my peace and rest on my voucher

I been stuck in my ways
I been moving sideways
I been needed my space
Nah, I been keeping my peace
I been stuck in my ways
I been moving sideways
I been needed my space
Nah, I been keeping my peace

I been tryna develop, uh, my style
Heard the hates and thanks, pop ears like gun rounds
Old sounds and old heads started coming around
Co-signed, the co-heir to co-open accounts
Then bounce to towns with kids found that break ground
It's like they dividends depend on young mouths, to
Spit trauma, and false mottos, the games down
Taking these rappers young rappers to grave mounds, (uh)

So, I can't be around and sow
What they reap in the game, wanna keep my soul
If you've seen what I've seen, then the scene is old
You gotta pump fake streams just to get the gold (I knew they sold)
Better, imma break the mold
While fishing for attention imma rock the boat
Deep-end, deep down, imma make it known
I'm rising up for a change, imma take us home
We got to go, following the narrow road
Its lock and load, imma let the spirit go
And stop the goat, talks you a pawn unknown
Ain't a king without a kingdom, and I know Him (woah)
And to the ones who been blaming (woah)
And to the ones who been hating (woah)
And to the ones who been claiming Christ and standing right
Know they can never take ya life (Go)

I been stuck in my ways
I been moving sideways
I been needed my space
Yeah, I been keeping my peace
I been stuck in my ways
I been moving sideways
I been needed my space
Yeah, I been keeping my peace

Peace is ease, thankfully
Nowadays everybody wanna build up the beef
Dropping diss after diss, say they taking the seat
Apologizing 'fore they even getting put to the heat,
Deceit in their lines, tell'em "pick a side",
U-N-O vibe? We gon' wait and see
Shoulda never put it out if it plagued your mind
If I step up to the mic, ain't a front, it's me

If I step up to the mic, ain't a front, it's me

If I step up to the mic, ain't a front, it's me

If I step up to the mic, ain't a front, it's me

If I step up to the mic, ain't a front, it's me

I been stuck in my ways
I been moving sideways
I been needed my space
Nah, I been keeping my peace
I been stuck in my ways
I been moving sideways
I been needed my space
Nah, I been keeping my peace