Lyrics:

Some of the realest shit I ever wrote

Yeah, this is my vision
Written without second thought or revision
The type of shit that affect you like an oncoming collision

That just make you freeze, drop to your knees and beg 'em please
Lord forgive me for gripping the semi now
When searching for God all I ever do is stare up
While Satan sending me women wearing nothing but they hair up
Got the condom on the dresser, I can't wait to undress her
Would you think lesser of me if I did it?
'Cause I get lonely, I'm human and boy, it's been a minute
Fresh out the stage surrounded by women that wanna hit it
Or should I take the pussy just 'cause I could get it?
Or do I want something that's more committed?
Goddamn, it's hard to admit it
As you focus on the little things the bigger ones will get you
So I minimize the negatives to see the bigger picture
I get richer while you fuckers hate
So keep it up and watch a young brother elevate
I'm black and white but racism I still cannot evade
I never understood the concept even to this day
You know we're all the same in the eyes of a blade
'Cause when men share blood it's still the same shade

And I swear I'm just a man, homie
Flesh and blood, I'm just a man
But I don't think they understand, homie
I ain't perfect, I'm just a man
Yeah, y'all think I'm more than just a man

I contemplate on the daily if I survive and strive
To be the greatest lyricist, dead or alive
I gotta prevail, that's my word like excel
Went from a small town in West deer park to double X L
Now we shopping at Louis V, back in the day it was Ross
They calling me the savior, hope they don't give me the cross
Yeah, now that's the realest shit you ever heard
Never in the streets but I was closer than the curb
Do you feel me? Whole world wanna kill me
Signed a deal but I'm still me
In 5 years will I still be?
Ever since I was a youngling this is all I ever wanted
Always kept it real while they perpetrated and fronted
I was in the studio when they was getting blunted
Always had my doubts but deep down I knew I run it
Sporting Armani like m?nage a trois
That's double breasted
A lot of time I've invested and never once arrested
Further nervous like when you getting tested
The game is over, saturated, completely infested
The greatest story ever told, realest song ever written
To hell with a plan B, motherfucker I ain't kidding
I'm just tryina get this money, I'm just tryina get paid
That's the type of mentality put careers in the grave
Fuck how much you made, what's it worth if your memory fade?
Now I ain't perfect, on occasion I've strayed
It's been forever since I prayed
And I guess today is the day
So I step in the booth and treat that shit like a confessional
Thinking back as I reminisce, wondering does God even exist?
A man of faith but mentally I feel at risk
What you want from me? Where I'm supposed to go?
Seem like you never talk, tell me how I'm supposed to know
I'm just a man, I ain't perfect, is this life even worth it?
It's time to dig up the past, so fuck it
Less I loved it like my childhood
Leaving free like a child should
Remember the time I opened the bedroom door crack
And saw my daddy smoking more crack?
No food in my house, we just couldn't afford that
Mama drinking, sleeping until 5
But she always seemed to get up whenever men arrive
Feeling alone at like 11
Segregated from the other kids like it was 1957
I've loved, I've hated, I've cried, I've died inside
I'm resurrected but don't neglect that I'm modified
I'm stronger, faster, better than ever before
And everything I've been through can honestly assure
Yeah, I'm no less, no more

I'm just a man, homie
Flesh and blood, I'm just a man
But I don't think they understand, homie
I ain't perfect, I'm just a man
Y'all think I'm more than just a man