[Intro: Evan "Blackboy Harris (talking)]
I been in jail eight months the last time, bruh I done read the bible. I done read the whole new testament bruh and I'm finna get back on the old testament, bruh, I done read the whole new testament when I was in jail, bruh, back and forth, once bruh. Done read the whole thing and I read parts of the old testament, bruh. I'm spiritually connected bruh, trust me bruh, motherfuckers don't know, I don't talk bout it that much but I know who, where I'm at with God, bruh. And I don't feel like God gone make me do the whole time, bruh. I feel like he just teaching me a lesson bruh, and teaching all my niggas who fuck with me a lesson too, bruh. Yall niggas can learn off this shit bruh, yall niggas might be like damn bruh....[Intro]
Like, this shit get real for me too
You know what I'm saying?
Just listen[Verse 1]
Man look at all the shit that I'm dealing with
This E&J, I'm feelin' it
Let's begin, I'm three shots in
Got another one that I still ain't lit
Got charges that I'm really still paying on
But look at all the money that I done spent
Zone 6 turned into a war zone
And Buckhead tryna go up on rent
My mama tryna sell her condo
Shit done got a little crazy
Ever since some nigga came and totaled my Hondo
Now I'm riding round in a Benz
And I'm with my friends and we all just flexing
You know we not playing
And mama keep saying
"Boy you gotta stop driving and texting"
But I'm tryna make these moves mama
Gotta keep my mind off of all this bullshit
Cause shit done got a little iffy
If I don't stay busy nigga might just lose it
Said shit done got a little iffy
If I don't stay busy nigga might just lose it
But I'm just too cool for that
You better prepare cause I'm creepin'
And if you was sleepin'
Then you was a fool for that
I'm bucking on my probation (fuck it)
Tryna stay on top of school
So I really don't got no time to be wasting
And I be tryna mind my business
But I got these fuck niggas they still hating
But they don't even know what I been through
Need to stop worrying bout me
And worry bout yo bitch asking what my Benz do[Hook]
I'm bout to spark in my castle
It's only right for the king
I'm feeling like I'm the greatest
I'm feeling like the supreme
This crown is becoming a hassle
I guess it's the life of a king
I'm feeling like I'm the greatest
I'm feeling like the supreme[Verse 2]
Man look at all the shit that's happening
All this shit still kinda baffling
I remember thinking bout suicide
When life was getting too hassling
Actually a nigga really tried it
But it didn't really work out for me
I guess I was a little misguided
I guess God had another route for me
I guess I should light this last one
I'm trying to adjust but who can I trust?
Got my own niggas tryna pull a fast one
And I got some niggas doing time in the chain gang
Man they need to free my nigga Evan (free Blackboy)
Man I miss my nigga Ryan
I swear this shit get so depressing
Wishing they had visitation in heaven
I guess it all made me fearless
Cause none of these niggas are a threat to me
I can't wait til my ex hear this
Just know you'll always be a regret to me
I'm bucking on my probation
I probably smell like a pound
My heart is so cold and so heavy
My head so heavy from the crown
I'm feeling like I'm the greatest
Cause I been down but came back on my throne
Fuck it I feel like the bravest
Better know I'm doing this on my own
Better know I'm doing this for my niggas
All of my niggas stayed down from the jump
I'm coming for seven figures
I only take premium gas on my pump[Hook][Bridge]
Damn I'm fucked up
I'm just, I'm just, I'm tryna hold it together[Verse 3]
I'm feeling so fucking faded
I think I need to slow down a bit
But I can't slow down til after I make it
You thinking everything's peachy
Like I got it easy like its an elective
That hating shit so ineffective
I know that its all subjective
I'm tryna give you a different perspective
I'm tryna give you a look at my life
I been to jail but I'm not going back
My daddy said always stay humble
Stay outta trouble and try not to slack
Cause its all about the progression
So ima keep counting my blessings
And I'm still learning my lessons
A nigga get so fucking tired of these questions
Like what is yo orientation?
And when the fuck did you start rapping?
How did you get a Mercedes?
Boy yo folks must have been trapping
I'm bout to let niggas have it
But I'm just too paid for that
Yall can keep judging while I'm busy cutting the check
You know I got the spade for that[Hook x2]Nigga[Outro: Evan 'Blackboy' Harris (talking)]
I want everybody to be like this a reality check, a lot of shit that's been happening bruh, since niggas done graduated and shit, bruh. We grown as fuck bruh, this real bruh. This real life nigga, we out here on this shit bruh...