Peering From A Rise

Yea I was back in the trap 4 door whip, in the back of the lac Nigga to the left, he would ride wit the strap And put it to your dome if you talk to him wack How he handling that Throw hands at ya cap And lately I'm thinking of how to answer to rats Might f*ck around and give em a ransom, in fact I'm pulling up on you, so in advance, where ya at Quit playin, while you at it You should really get to know a mothafucka finna handle all his mothafuckin business when he need to Had to go and get the water, put it all up my body Got a nigga lookin see thru And I can see em tryna creep up on a nigga Like I really couldn't see em in the rear view That shit pathetic, if you want it, come and get it We can really get to steppin if we need to And it ain't no comprise So I can promise this Imma send yo ass to the promise land Ain't gotta lot of friends But I got brothers wit me And we breakin bread That's a buddy system I've seen many men and granted many wishes But I'm really feeling like I been the victim Tryna bust up out my own mental prison It's a spectrum and I'm boutta break the prism Now I Hop inside the Maserati when the valet bring it to a nigga at the curb And I'm finna grind hard all day Like a nigga wanna go and skate vert Can't rely on other niggas When you got ya own dreams Gotta do ya own work Cause if you really want the job done right You gon have to get ya hands up in the dirt boy You a hurt boy Throwing dirt boy Cause yo feelings getting worked boy I'm a hot boy When I make noise Got em screamin all my words boy Keep it G boy Every beat I hit I destroy Real shit from the deploy See me nigga, no decoy Chasing after but he blind Can't he see it's a mirage Maybe he know it but he can't accept it So that's the reason why he keep a facade Really I know that he wise Really I know that he dying Tryna keep his head straight But niggas try him every time As he peerin from the rise 30 stories in the sky Thinking if ignorance bliss and was given away for free Then why the f*ck would he mind That was the time. Everything he ever knew and had seen with his eyes was a lie And that shit hurtted so bad that damn near done made that boy cry Reaching his hands to the sky Beggin and holerin why Is it the life that he chose Is it even reason why That's how it go Swear that it be like that sometimes Karma a bitch And that bitch steady work overtime We just tryna live life We just tryna fly high They wanna shoot down my wings And I just wanna know why