History Lesson

I just left another stain Like I’m tryna paint a masterpiece They haven’t caught me lackin Since they bodied lil' Anthony That night etched up in my mind Cuz I couldn’t cope with tragedy Lights off thru they’re vario Cuz I couldn’t let these bastards breath Another shattered Skull I’ve been breaking down anatomy I been acting like a dick Like them cops out the academy Left this bitch on read Now she acting like she mad at me I’m just out here getting bread So I show em how to stack the cheese If wasn’t for my son I’d be running thru streets Married to the paper I’m in love with the green Like a lesbian chick You can’t come inbetween I’m just here to teach a lesson Won’t you go and take a seat Movin drugs like Ronald Reagan Paying off them studio sessions Yea these mothafuckas testn' So I went and got a weapon Blowing up like 9/11 Ain’t no luck like triple 7’s I don’t need yo' Fuckn blessing I say f*ck you n yo' reverend Fake fuckers think we homies But you already dead to me I got haters in my hood And still dealing with my enemies Get yo head blown back I might call you John f Kennedy You say that you a god But even romans made Jesus bleed Do you kno wut I’m saying? Smoke some crack and worship satan Leave 'em leakin' on the pavement Been out here paper chasin' Trust me wen I tell you I been well connected Always tap in Never disrespected And I keep my mouth shut I ain’t ever telln' But I do what I want Ate yo' bitch for breakfast I been rippin' bitches panties Got my babymama naggin' Tying knots up on them baggies Got hatters tryna tag me We bringing down forts From Los Angeles to New York My runner came up short Found him floating up at the port You be running round with snitches Like they go and talk to police You just do it for these bitches I still do it for these streets We are not the same So Please don’t compare to me You think you in the game Sellin pressed xans and fake lean I’m just tryna paint a picture For the ppl who ain’t seen shit Ima a solid mothafucka I don’t needa keep no secrets If you really from the hood Go and say it like you mean it I been climbing from the bottom And I’m swimming thru the deep end You foos be kissing ass I just rather take the long route Yall be hopping on a wave I’m just here to make my own clout Yea these motherfuckers starving They just trying to bite yo' whole sound I got everybody flockin' Just watch me bring the whole town Don’t let me walk away I’ma come back with a remedy I don’t have much to say I’ma leave em With a Rest In Peace So my momma pray That I make it home it’s you or me I let the pistol spray Now they speaking at ya eulogy F*ck it im TIgger happy Aiming fo yo neck Sick pup da gang Ain’t no harder set I put the crew together Ima architect Bumpin dj khalid Yellin we the best Bitch I love that red rum I sip it out my chalice Y’all be yapping crazy But yo heart ain’t got no malice Poppin all them pills Just admit that you an addict The industry gon' hate me Cuz I’m sicker than yo' average