Swear how I'm spittin' be different This shit be hitting, Haters couldn't spot the diffence Split them apart, this art down to the figments They boil it down to pigments, I boil it down to ignorance You could have everything I had, But not get the same work out these ligaments They in a different day, same predictment The more I'm making a way The more that it offend them In a way I find offending Pray there's no more in my way Can't place the blame on my father Like a Christian Ride a wave on this rightaway, then split the weight like it be Moses Can't wait on the idle change or higher praise, I hear the noises And Damn does it feel good, Damn does it feel amazing Going from being misunderstood, to the ceiling finally raising From back in my neighborhood venting all my frustrations To back to feeling good through setbacks and tribulations Devil off my back, can finally have that conversation Sealing it up for good, finally the right concentration That weed and liquor was one hell of a combination Blurred my future and my past from my observation Knew the buzz couldn't last, only causing complications Only a matter of how fast I was ending up in confrontations Now I'm focused on the task, steady receiving confirmation Curiosity killed the cat, like I don't know Fuck around find out, yeah like I don't know This intelligence crap a trap, like I don't know I'll fuck around and find out, like I ain't know! Like I ain't been searching high and low And in every corner crevice and hidey hole Like I got a fix and can't hide no mo' Like I ain't already know exactly what I'm fighting for Call just to waste my time, like I don't know Call to involve me in grime, like I don't know Call me because I'm getting dimes, like I don't know Tired of the back and forth always on tidal flows! Hit me with that odd shit like I don't know Then proceed to gossip like I don't know Trying to hide toxins while talking like I don't know Well I do know! Ready to Judo any amount of numerals that the try to throw Instead of being truthful, pseudo when it's crucial And be making all of the difference But I'm just talking, just talking, just talking When do they ever just listen? If it isn't on an instrumental it's all in the mental Nobody cares what's on the paper and pencil Just that ching-ching-ching And how it ring-ring-ring To a bank note off at a tempo
