Face It

I come from humble beginnings Yall got complacent, supposed to be team, I feel like the only one in it We get to starving, I get to chasing, I gotta switch up the image Never was placed with any advantage I never looked for a privilege Just picked up the the pace, been losing the race I don't gotta front Knife in the back Hold up the face Switch out the track Tell a bitch move I need it back I'm on the clock I get the call I can't relax I gotta face it I gotta crumble a bridge to move me along and cover my bases Home running with the home wreckers got me feeling way less evasive Partna left court, slid home, he just knocked down two cases Round of applause Back to the race Trap out the back under pressure Think chanii was feeling displaced Straight out the gates, knew you was fraud, I can't relate But way more importantly we kept it grinding wen kicked out the place And momma was wonder woman, still had food on the plates Im steadily moving these mountains for niggas with no recognition, it's over with I never did f*ck with attention, cuz it got vision and I aint controlling it Dont keep the pride high Cuz niggas kill shit - But the cops do too Like we don't feel shit Fila on my body got me feeling the Mac Gave that bitch my soul tell that bitch to bring it back Need no kemosabe, got me feeling like the mac Gave that bitch my soul gotdamn issa trap Fila on my body got me feeling the Mac Gave that bitch my soul tell that bitch to bring it back Need no kemosabe, got me feeling like the mac Gave that bitch my soul gotdamn issa trap I come from humble beginnings Yall got complacent, supposed to be team, I feel like the only one in it We get to starving, I get to chasing, I gotta switch up the image Never was placed with any advantage I never looked for a privilege Just picked up the the pace, been losing the race I don't gotta front Knife in the back Hold up the face Switch out the track Tell a bitch move I need it back I'm on the clock I get the call I can't relax