Autobiography
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When you tell the truth, you will never have to remember the lie
No one can tell your story better than you, my nigga
Keep it one hundred with your people
And they will fuck with you forever
You know, some say I don't rap
I just narrate my own story
Ain't no writer's block in that nigga
Yeah, some say I do the most
And most of them folks can't stand it
Most hated, most wanted, most transparent
How you a boss givin' out roles your bro can't manage?
Mom on drugs, brother in jail, his old man vanished
It's cold, but can't panic, I know
We on the same road, but don't think I'ma follow
They might sneak up from behind you like Jose Alvarado
You want guacamole, then don't hate avocado
I'ma take 'em back to school like I know they alma mater
Uh, trap all the time pushin', I'm back on the grind bookin'
That's all them guys lookin'
Assumed I wasn't seasoned like Jack Harlow's mom's cookin'
That's the Bronx though, not Brooklyn
The Glock shook 'em
Large clip and I stay with this
I keep that bitch close, no long-distance relationships
Shit, of course God listens, I pray for this, a hustler
I just sold God's gift to an atheist
I'm made for this
We are all hustlers takin' risks
The only difference is we know how to profit from our abilities
We don't get money, we make money
Act like you know, nigga
Yeah, a realist, you don't want me to one-on-one
Co-parenting for my daughter, full custody of my son, uh
Honestly, I denied her 'fore she was born, I lost my fuckin' mind
Would you believe I prayed to God my daughter wasn't mine?
Hope one day she'll understand
I said sorry to her moms
And all the shit I hide has just been haunting them inside
Right, a bad liar, just another dad cryin'
Too afraid of what I did to these women would backfire
And I'm that guy, but they say all the harm you did to Autumn
Would come back in the form as karma through your daughters
But it's seeming like a blessing from the gods, it was my calling
Gotta be honest to my daughter if I'm gon' call myself a father, nigga
You wanna know a secret?
I went to war with my own demons
Was still fuckin' my son's mother
When he ain't even know where she was
And he still don't know where she is
Just pray for me, you know I need it
Life taught me that I am the cause and the solution
To my problems (Pray for me, I'm close to Jesus)
Remember, you become forever responsible for what you have tamed
Set the standard or live up to one, young nigga
The choice is yours