No Hook, Pt. 2

I've been through some shit throughout the years they don't get it Same ones who says they by my corner taking me for granted They call my phone to say congrats, but they don't share the album Now look how far I've come I done beat the odds now I stand on top They show fake love and tell me not to stop When I know they want me to Look me in my eyes and tell me what exactly would you do They tell me that I sing too much well imma keep on singing I got niggas dead and gone I won't see again Like on some G shit I'm really with the street shit, but sadly had to leave it Like f*ck these streets imma get a bag F*ck my old things I'm trynna make em mad Pull up in a corvette Hurt you to ya core bitch I'm the plug but ain't no unplugging me though I used to be calm now I'm just a psycho My shawty bad as Michael Don't interfere with my goals I'm working on my ego The other good to deep throat She bust it like a draco Get the bouncing like a pogo At times I feel like I ain't worthy Get the mixing up the sprite now I'm sipping dirty Nowhere to run nowhere to get way Still I'm talking to God I feel his glory Taking my last dance with hopeless romance On my boss status without button up or pants This is no hook part two And just because the album dropped don't think that I'm through