Hurt My Feelings

They tryna hurt my feelings They tryna hurt my feelings Build me up, just to break me down Too many vultures that I keep around They look me in my eye, and I can see they true nature But for the time being I believe myself is faker Cause I put on a front like they won't stab me later I was a young nigga with a fro, like that boa that wore four plus four Making music with my bro, he turning twenty-four His daughter just turned one My sister child soon to come And I feel like my times almost done Everyday I wake up feeling like I could be doing more Steady promoting myself got my thumbs sore Then I fall into depression, but I'm moving forth I'm swerving down the lane Watch out for, me yelling fore Cause I'm ramming straight through the door Breaking a mental chain Using my plight for monetary gain It's all a fucking game Why you think they all say they same, shii Ignorance is bliss, but I ain't have it for too long Growing up Seeing way too many people getting over on, my family members and even me It's like they was stealing nickels up out my pond And took the money and bought a new one Just to sell niggas dreams and profit off of they vision New slave mindset, that's the type of shii I'm ditching Knowledge, power, resilience is the type of shii, I'm dishing out But every time I get to arguing bout Shii from the past People gaslight my ass, then I get mad They make me feel so bad But, that just be they true nature Like I said before they all is some vultures bro F*ck a culture, f*ck a slutty hoe F*ck them all if they hating on my art, my art dope Dude in my comments calling me trash though Tryna hurt my feelings I done heard worse Coming from the people that you love the most That shii hurts I've done the same thing, I ain't no perfect person But I try my best, to be assertive when around the peons The type of niggas that'll steal yo shii, and help you look for it Then randomly find it They just fiend-on Feed-on, feed off of me They be the same ones tryna hurt my feelings The same ones that believed that I would make some millions And talk about being my right hand man when I'm dealing With that big pape amount When in reality They'd just be the same ones to pounce on any opportunity to get over me Nigga threw me under the bus For some pussy, lusting uncontrollably I can never forgive that Shii crazy Everything said, I can't take back Tryna hurt feelings They tryna hurt feelings Tryna hurt feelings They tryna hurt feelings I won't keep drowning I won't keep drowning I won't keep drowning I won't keep drowning, for you