After the Truth (Bonus Track)

I’m driving down the Malibu with the top down With the baddest chick riding shotgun with her top out Pulled over to the side of the road just to blow her back out Then copped her some new Gucci panties just before we head out My life sort of a mess but that’s just how God planned out I’m walking by faith you know I can’t stand for doubt I’m making ends meet by any means with no hand outs It’s raining blessings now cause I survived when it was a drought Evaporating vibes and I came to bring the clouds out Cause when I rain flows I’m bound to cause a blackout Rifle out the window pointed at the stakeout I’ve been on the pen a long time, it’s time that I breakout My prices is going higher just as you were about to checkout And I’ll never make this paper wearing a dress as a sellout With God in me these flows so hot they can burn hell out Ashes from the bottom taking hip hop the phoenix route Cash your chips in and tell Vegas I’m about Put the GOATS on notice have em wonder how I go so unnoticed Surviving all the winters cause the poet is the coldest And I’m not the GOAT yet but I’ll be damn if I’m not the closest I’m so focused walking into rooms like I’m the boldest you gon touch shoulders with, leaving carcasses on some vulture shit Take a picture when they on some other shit while I’m repping for the culture of real rap and impeccable lyricists Switchin' it up to give you judicial blemishes Judges tipping the libra scales through justice miscarriages Fixing the verdict freeing a killer is some disturbing shit They let me touch the mic so consider me their disturbance sent This shit gon' live rent free in your head for days Wondering where the money at nigga and who got paid Who got played white privileged spewed over a niggas grave Giving you the truth of the matter is truly all I crave I’m too brave to waive my right to speak I must say There’s gon' come a day where making a wishing just ain’t the way And shout out to Ye cause now we all asking How Sway The judicial system starting to look a little too cliche How you swear on the Bible and can’t bow your head to pray I’m both feet in man just stop meeting me halfway I’m doing this for the unarmed blacks you passed away For George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and Freddie gray, it’s too many to say You gon hear this loud or I know someone that’ll make you deaf just to hear what I say I never came to play stop believing the lies when the truth is on display I came to crack the code they never thought could be dismayed I promise I’m sorry for the delay I still had to mold this clay To give you something you gon' always want on replay How you feeding homeless kids and they still don’t have a place to stay I'm only burn bridges to move fake ones out the way You have now entered the final hour. The sun is down, the night is dark. The moon is new and the fire is on its last spark and I am in the boogeyman. It’s the 4th quarter and I’m bout to go black mamba now I still feel the pain when I heard the chopper go down Favorite place to keep my people shouldn’t be face down I’m ready for the uphill cause of every time I had to take down Line em all up I’m cuttin' heads like Ned now Game of thrones takeover and I came to take the throne now Or should I go Drogon and burn this whole shit down I’m sitting back like heavy is the head that wears the crown Just consider me Hip Hops forgotten step child, So what you seeing right now is why I will never me lay down, I’ll never sleep on myself now, Picking jaws up from when they said wow, Drooling over the flow just watch your step now, The reason I’m here is why you should step down, Not used to be 2nd cause its still just a step down, Restoring the balance and I won’t make a misstep now, Just give me all of my respect now, I murdered this beat it’s up to you figure out how, This gone give memory to the senile, see now, how I’m telling you the see now, I’m telling the blind to see now, waking the dead from their sleep now, I’m elevating to a real real better me now, Only in my 30s so when I pray I hope it’s not my last bow, Fix your eyebrow, how could you just not bow down, To the most lyrical proper pronoun, Just fix your painted faces red noses or forever remain clowns.