Empty Stomach (feat. J2)

White tee nice jeans and a pair of j's I suit up and i evolve from my second stage Surfed a rough tide and I prepare for another wave Still pray to the most high for them better days Break the cycle of false idols too many been led astray Check the score like fico i'ma leave the game in a disarray All about improvement try to level up from yesterday Pick up a pen and pad unleash my wrath then i bless the page Can't hold me down i'ma elevate the pressure gauge Stay solid keep balling yeah til' i reach them heaven gates Approach the game dunk on a lame and come out with a deadly face Niggas under influence, just another deadly state All my hits hard yeah i'm feeling like a heavyweight Yo mind is a key nigga don't forget to meditate Try to act on everything can't let my dreams disintegrate Know ya worth add tax Like you messing with the interest rate Life is fast check the dash why move slow on the interstate Make a plan tell my mans best believe i'ma indicate hol on Calling a real nigga to the podium please Calling j2 to the stand please Hold on Let's do it I'm from a place where my skin is a weapon How the same ones killing us same ones controlling the message Arrogant to they education I receive the best lessons To think and create is my god given blessing If you ain't riding for your people then you'd best get the stepping Still bragging bout hoes we don't care who you F'n Shit never went away now they just film our oppression It's real life viewer discretion Probably see more abuse of power if my page'll refreshen Hard to voice my thoughts I put em all in these sessions Never judge another man by these worldy possessions You can see a persons hatred by the facial expression No emotion, show emotion then they say it's aggression I thank the lord for these blessings Feel like I conquered depression Went silent no night I'ma still keep em guessing Jumped off the porch with no fright and was home by eleven Let's go