FOUL PLAY

Look I'm beginning to lose respect for some of the past lives
Encountered, in retrospect I drummed up this whole life
With missing my momma and losing pops cause no love sighted
Stopped filling my stomach and lost the muscle but strength hide it
Never have enjoyment like the day after, risk/wrist factor into every decision I make
If a tip of success peaking in the distance
Share a smile and stay blessed if you rolling with us
Carry stories with me hoping to relieve some burden
Heavy heart carry days/daze like they lighting treefer
In the dark of the maze can't demand a lead but
I can find other ways to reach the victory
The days after Christmas feel like something missing from the final months
The excitement gone and bottled up
Like feelings conjured when you had enough
And I ain't had no recognition since I came off jump
And now I've had enough
I need my highs and I need my low moments, it's a given
And to,
To keep my mind and avoid any fold moments from emitting
Stay true
To yourself, in the back end it's the best thing when the team wins
And I know
It's a blessing in the essence, made of love and still a black king
I'm still a black king
I need my highs and I need my low moments, it's a given
And to,
To keep my mind and avoid any fold moments from emitting
Stay true
To yourself, in the back end it's the best thing when the team wins
And I know
It's a blessing in the essence, made of love and still a black king
I'm still a black king