Transparent ft. Herbology Lyrics

Just let it ride

Let 'em feel this

Aye

Chief

Yo

Like the sun every morning I get high, too

Shine bright as I scribble down my haikus

I need everything I want

Times two

Staring at my reflection, wondering why you?

See I'm the type to roll an eighth and smoke about it

Ironic how my sight is better when the room is cloudy

Look I'm about growth and if you ain't, fuck from 'round me

I ain't waiting for unqualified people to crown me

Back in 2013

I was plotting, scheming

2015, I was depressed every evening

2017, I was in love with my demons

Now I'm back to tear shit up like a puppy teething

I got nothing to lose, plenty to prove

We was reppin' the 6 before Drake had a view

I tend bars for a cause, yall keep hitting the snooze

You need yak just to rap and you still getting booze

Doing dumb shit just to end up on the news

Sell your souls like hoes for a million views

But you a real nigga and me, I'm confused

Taking unnecessary chances now your family lose

But nevermind me, Cuzz

I'm just lit in my groove

I ain't a killer, but don't push me I'm no regular dude

It's Chief, the loyal lion

C walking to Zion

Keep your mind sharp, you know only iron sharpens iron

The Libraian of this rapping shit, just holding balance

Honed in on my talents, cause every day's a challenge

So every morn', another 24 a gift from God

Thank you

So how you thank Him after?Another chapter pulled from ill resolve

These couple years done peeled some homies off

Another soldier forced to go along without a father

I'm saying

Another daughter searching for his likeness in these niggas

I'm saying

Another woman stuck to raise em single

Shit

This all my observation

These beats alone is how carry on and keep a pulse

Too many masks just leave me people lost

No destination

Sparking rounds for presidential faces

You short?

You fighting for your soul

Better hope the repercussions something you can lay with

Reason why the parents always praying

Corrupted justice wants our pigment faded

But permanent we traced with

And steady tapping in

Drawing figures with my niggas all to follow with and back again

Pass the spins to all our children's kids

Repeat the process, swear it's necessary

With every track there comes a lesson near it

Who's really paid attention?

Tell me

Who is really in this for a difference, not the fame and bitches?

Responses truly horrid

Done seen it all and they the ones that's steady falling off

Drowning in their sauce when babies starving

No formula to measure up their conscience

So Chief and me just penning through the sheets cause it's the least that we can offer

Prescribed a fix where you ain't kicking shit

These hits to scar you