[Verse]
Another writing exercise for the solace in my mind
Eating mine
How many times I gotta prove that I’m that guy
Cuz I get but y’all don’t
I might precede the sides
Lately, I’ve been sleep-deprived
Same time I beat the odds
Hate me for my peace of mind
Lately, I can peep the lies
I hate all the greedy eyes
Bitch, you couldn’t keep a guy, so why would waste my time?
Making sure I see the skies
Why we always speaking high?
Lately, tryna lead the guys
Still, be screaming "Free the guys"
From that mindset of crime
Rules that we can’t abide
By my side be the cries
Lord been cleaning all my grimes
Lately, tryna reach my prime
Uh, 10K