Droppin' Jewels Lyrics

Miscarried all my methods

Reading between da lines got to hectic

Now I'm just a heckler

Questioned every message till this day I can not help it

Damn this Misconception

Got some cards chilling in da crevice

If I pull em way too soon I'd get boiled

Ima devil

I thought I lived this level right

But I had it backwards damn near this whole time

How can I get realigned?

Searching for that "peace of mind"

Digging for a deeper find

Late fees, illegal fines

Plug meets, family ties

My brother tryna recognize

Everyday a different side

A seed could grow a tree in Time

Stressing only crease da mind

Unfolding all these dollar signs

The green don't mean it coincide

With riches, bitches, all da shine

Skating on this like I grind

Nine six one eight zero nine

Run and play da lotto then

Convince me not to buy a hollow tip

Playing vigilante

Look at where my dollars went

Straight to causing violence here

Damn, where my problems went

I forgot solution now I'm losing all my fucking hair

Turning gray by the day

How can I show I care when I know really don't

We don't play that fake, I won't

Socializing is a joke

I don't even got that hope

So why would I come around

Ring you round my rope

Timber, we off da boat

laugh if it stayed afloat

Is it all jokes

I believe there's truth in everything

That's why there's no holes In my story

More solid than da diamond on your wedding ring

Yes, I send a ring when I step in room

Yea I set da tone

That's a sonic boom

Got you mumbling, knocked your letters off

Like it was never sent in da mail at all

I'm ahead, I'm tall

I could really fall if I really chose

That's affecting every cause

Everything I lost

When I got it back It all got it fucking tossed

Oh my god I'm gone

What am I to do

Gotta bust a move, make a couple licks

Sell a couple a nicks

Niggas doing what

They ain't doing shit

Still hopping trains

Fuck that Uber shit

I don't need a lift or a hand out

I don't need a gift

The present damned out

They think I'm heaven sent But I'm jammed out

Packed, full of shit

Learned a lot shit

Uncle Charlie still a crip, A blood affiliate

I don't get this shit

Birdie chirping loud and he still a bitch

All that gossiping

I might not deal with shit

Until I get a grip

There I go again bringing violence in

What done corrupted me

Bring da silence in

On da land of free

Everything got fees

I ain't ask for these

Throw it in da trash with da rest of me

They say not to give a fuck What you thought of me but shit it's stressing me

Now its like you ain't give a chance just get da rest of me Or let me grow up

It all got tore up before I glowed up or stepped my flow up

Now it's like

Now it's like always choked up

But you know what

The fool get hit once but twice was no luck