Roxy's Freestyle

How much do I gotta show you It's hard to say that you different When all they see is the old you It's funny the things that mold you Things happen how they suppose to I'm finally making some bold moves Done dealing with indecisions My mission, obtain the vision My failure gave me my wisdom It's funny how now they listen Use to beg for y'all attention Been keeping intention pure I'm working on execution Been really giving it more Wonder if imma martyr Still pray for Mr. Shakur Cause niggas just wanna soar But get caught up in the war Guess I'm keeping this too real Worried bout they feelings But never asking how you feel Gotta keep it honest The only way niggas do heal And when they all leave At least you gonna have you, still The underdog done finally turned to a Lobo I was down bad, was dealing with this shit dolo Seen niggas running from demons Like rest in peace to Ms. Flo Jo You stagnant but think you moving You niggas really just pogo's Sticking and moving Still dodging, but I'm still fighting this I'm in my bag, they probably gonna keep biting this When you a hundred they ain't no reason for hiding it Thinking bout destiny, legacy, while I'm writing this Homie turned thirty, I wonder if I'm doing it right Look at my people all around, they with me for life Seen em go straight to the top And then die from the heights Seen some niggas switch side Can't be bought for a price Play this back when I'm gone Cause even when I'm dust, know my lyrics my bond Play this back when I'm gone Underdog turned Lobo Wait to what what I'm on Then I'm gone