Alleyway

I try to use my imagination These thoughts of mine keep my thoughts racing It's hard to rap when they label you basic But I been out the way, manifestin' to get rich Just came in the game and you say that you up next I just get some money and use it between checks The music that I make is reflection of myself And I don't need the money to prove that I been blessed And I don't need awards to be proof for my success It's hard to be an artist that lowkey ain't got fans But I been buildin' up and these haters done got pressed It's hard to wish the best when somebody got other plans Entertainment's based on the attention But tryna start a war's not recommended I rarely leave my people unattended And I ain't gonna stop until it's ended I'm still that same Be, I guess y'all must've forgot The type to tuck your favorite rapper into a box Been a while since I had to tuck the strap in a sock Been a while since I had to sleep with one eye cocked Peekin' in the alley, hide the pack in the rocks Jump in with the feign and sell the pack up the block I got tired of runnin' so I bought me a spot Not even three months later I was got I done had too many days spent in fear of prison I got too much going on to still be in the system All my people get it We on the same mission Even if you on the team then it's still a competition I create my lines with a lyrical precision If you ain't with the movement then you the opposition I very seldom lie, but I wouldn't lie for listens I say that I'm the best, but that's an informed decision