Lyrics:

[Chorus]
You find me smoking with the doors up, at my leisure
I do this shit all by my lonely, don't need em
I swear these motherfuckers phony, don't believe 'em
I elevated on my own now, dont need 'em
Don't need 'em, don't need 'em
Premonitions of the real, real
Give a fuck 'bout how you feel, feel
Niggas die for dollar bills, bills
Life lost, blood spilled, spilled
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Niggas lyin' lifeless, put some chalk around em

[Verse 1]
Gimme time and room to think, yes lawd
Conversate, well talk about it, uh-huh
Give 'em more than what they need
On call, make a move like Tarantino
My style delicious, Bronsolino
These boys my sons, my little mijos
Take shots, reload
I keep the clips close when I push the malice, no Pharrell or N.E.R.D
Youre hardly a fold nigga
Can you do it like I do it? Hell no nigga
Tried to tell 'em I was dope and now I show niggas
Can't ride no wave, I get motion sickness
Originality's my incentive
No co-dependents, independent train of thought
The nights are dark, the days are long, the pain is strong, Im pressing on, it's fuck 'em all
I'm fucking lost, I'm feeling off, it's kinda odd that life is hard, [?] this is
Stuck in limbo, I can't move, but there ain't much that I can't do
It's not my fault, I just can't lose
On this path that I know I chose
And goddamn I'm cold and my manners gone
You niggas vagabonds, you can't touch the kid
You see the way I live is more positive
I speak it into existence, manifest it
Blessed with patience, real perspective
Complete the mission, I got one objective
Move on up like George Jefferson
I said it's for the taking, go get it son
You better take advantage 'fore your time is up
My nigga what!?

[Chorus]
You find me smoking with the doors up, at my leisure
I do this shit all by my lonely, don't need 'em
I swear these motherfuckers phony, don't believe 'em
I elevated on my own now, don't need 'em
Don't need 'em, don't need 'em
Premonitions of the real, real
Give a fuck 'bout how you feel, feel
Niggas die for dollar bills, bills
Life lost, blood spilled, spilled
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Niggas lyin' lifeless, put some chalk around 'em

[Verse 2]
In the lions den I'm feastin' with my kin
Don't stop or end, I swear this the beginning
Praise the God and bow as you repenting
Shower me with love, no complimenting
Life's amazing, that's what I can tell you
The funds get low, I need my own Griselda
The peace of mind I speak and seek is seldom
The meek receive the world that we inherit
The system's built against us, that's apparent
The path to righteousness, it's hard to find it
The pain consumes, the hate and anger's blinding
Look for empathy but come up empty
My apathy is real
You niggas are theatrical, I feel all y'all actors
Ready for the rapture, the second coming
This sacrilegious and sentimental
Niggas in they feelings like they on their menstruals
This flow is heavy and instrumental
Make 'em all fall way, way back lawd

[Chorus]
You find me smoking with the doors up, at my leisure
I do this shit all by my lonely, don't need 'em
I swear these motherfuckers phony, don't believe 'em
I elevated on my own now, don't need 'em
Don't need 'em, don't need 'em
Premonitions of the real, real
Give a fuck 'bout how you feel, feel
Niggas die for dollar bills, bills
Life lost, blood spilled, spilled
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Nah they never gave a fuck about us
Niggas lyin' lifeless, put some chalk around 'em