Personal (Freestyle)

Personal, you ain't shit
You weren't special till I made you so

Yeah
Yeah, ay, uh
Constant thoughts up inside the cranium
Running through the city when you thinking you ain't make it, huh
Uh, that's just how the shit goes
You be working and working and working till the shit shows
I don't even do my shows yet
COVID got us fucked up thinking that we finna do this shit but we ain't
We just waiting for the day that the vaccine hit
Then we finna go crazy like the vaccine ain't shit, yeah
Well let me spit on some real shit
Everybody think they was popping checks before
Half these people ain't got no checks no more
They acting like they popping when they really not popping
Running through the city when they really got no options
Acting like they got it, boy, you don't got it
Acting all stupid but you all reclusive off of all the pills
Off the pills, yeah, you sipping lean just to prove a purpose
Tricking these kids and telling them they need to do drugs to get on
That ain't the trick, that ain't right, you a trick
You be paying for chicks and all of these likes
You be talking hella shit but you really ain't 'bout it
Ten percent royalty rate, you ain't 'bout it, ay listen
I know this shit, it was from the beginning
I been writing and writing till I was getting to spitting
I'm writing and bringing back all the old school vibes
In these boom [?] with my boy YoungJoy
You know sideways always bringing the heat
Always spitting real shit, now we never deplete
Always writing these bars till this shit is complete
And you know I'll never sign a deal 'cause I need to eat, uh
I do this shit backwards
Thinking all this shit then you know I get it

Personal, you ain't shit
You weren't special till I made you so