Self Conversations Lyrics

Its always good to get some things off your chest

Only time I really get to have a conversation with yall

Bring the hi-hats and the bass in

Yeah my voice a lil messed up but

We still rolling

Yeah

Taking a peak into the archives

I realized there no gray areas if you say that you apart mines

Decisions made were seen in black and white, more apartheid

Michael Jackson, Billie Jean it's light steps on this dark climb

Niggas giving me props like I'm next to shine but won't give me the rock

Feel like Marshawn Lynch upon the goal line

I can't have a piece of mind without having my whole mind

R.i.p. my dawg Dorian bro it wasn't yo time

Back when you was posted on the nine you told me to slide

Real members gon make sure that yo name stay alive

It's big struggles for people to have positive vibes

So everyday I do it big feel like I'm ready to die

See when niggas see you eat they want a piece of the pie

Not knowing all the fight you had to do to survive

Last night I talked to God with some questions of mine

Like why I'm struggling, when I went and followed the wise

Why most people that's heavy sinning gloried and shined

And chosen angels get put through real devilish times

It's hard being the chosen one when niggas ain't been chosen yet

All the preparation, and seeking validation

Them sacrifices I paid ain't showing on credit statements

So this my last shot I'm going out like Christian Laettner

Never asked for a lot, but my blessings came tenfold

Niggas know I'm bout mines I stayed down ten toes

Ya back against the wall I seen the realest niggas bitch fold (Uh)

I bet that pressure hard to swallow like a lymph node

This one for you

For you

For you too