Speak My Mind (Freestyle)

(album: Greenlight 6 - 2019)

I been going through a lot of shit lately
Mind playing tricks on me, I think I'm going crazy
And I don't think that I could ever fall in love
My head's so fucked up
I made it out my city but they still hate on me
Telling me I can't come home, that's what they say to me
I took my niggas out the hood and gave 'em jobs
Still screaming SoSo Def, you know we like the Mob
Wanna know how it feel? Gotta keep shit real
My baby momma had a new baby, y'all made the shit a big deal
Sometimes I sit around thinking 'bout how shit would've turned out
If you never would've caught me with a new bitch in my house
Smoking all this weed'll take my pain away
Momma told me that it's gon' be better days
They tryna knock my hustle, they don't wanna see my shine
Why you hating on my grind?
I was looking for some peace and then I found me some
Momma told me "Keep your head up, get your shit together"
I wake up and every day, it's a new problem, problem
And all these millions gon' solve 'em, solve 'em
I been on my shit [?] since the age of 9
I need a real bitch, but see they so hard to find
Bitches in they feelings cause I can't give her my time
Pussy good, but I'm just addicted to the grind
Media talk shit about me, but they can't get enough of me
No matter what you write about me, they'll never stop loving me
I started losing myself, I had too many drugs in me
I was down and depressed, I couldn't keep the devil off of me
I keep it moving like it's nothing to it
Wake up, it's a new rumor
All the hating shit they say, man a nigga just used to it
Got a daughter that's eight
And y'all niggas ain't taking nothing off her plate
My nigga, we living straight, only real niggas relate
Only so much that I can take, got cameras all in my face
Back up and give me some space
I needed some time from this shit, so I took me a break
And the streets tryna control me but I just can't be fake