even Lyrics

One good thing about a new chapter is that you continue to add to the story, brightside

But it ain't all that celebratory

Give me a iced matcha latte with oat milk, add some vanilla and then I'll proceed to go chill

I'm on the fence with what I wanna talk about, maybe I should discuss just how it's clear

Or maybe I could talk about shit I don't feel or ask to be informed about things that

I don't get

Or even something from the past that I've grown with or grew from, I'll see where it takes me

Let's focus, came a long way from just walking around with Dre beats, to talking 'bout Mercedes, but I won't sit here like I did a 180

Day to day, I just see where life takes me, I remember low cuts, I damn near was bald-headed, just wanted cheese, whether provolone or shredded

My poor decisions be having me big headed, but I wouldn't be where I am if I regretted

They count you out to say, do that and not this

Cook with the left, but don't mix with the right wrist

I write, then I take off, might be a flight risk

Checking the news shit is much worse than a night stick, but let me not get too socially

Conscious, cause that's something we need to talk about at high pitch

But fuck it, you know me, I roll on a tight ship, so it won't take too long for me to

Pop shit

And it goes like

I can only shake so many hands and forgive

I can only take so many jabs to the ribs

Grandmas might be listening, so I'll just say it here

What would be the point of trying to live a fib

How much of a bean are we really trying to keep it?

How can we beat the odds if we can't keep it even?

I said, how can we beat the odds if we can't keep it even

Can't compromise morals for certain demographics

Take a step back, they gon' say that you ain't active

Keep a foot on they neck, they might say you acting

Glad I ain't slacking cause you know it's back to action

I was on my way, I had to deal with some traffic

They was blocking the pathway, I couldn't take the back way

It was only the long way, no one met me halfway

Now I'm here to carry this shit until my back aches

Cause I can only shake so many hands and forgive

I can only take so many jabs to the ribs

Grandmas might be listening, so I'll just say it here

What would be the point of trying to live a fib

How much of a bean are we really trying to keep it?

How can we beat the odds if we don't keep it even?

It's not very often that I have much to say nowadays

When you grow up doing a lot of talking, you eventually get all talked out

One thing I can say I'm learning in this art

With how long it's been

Is that everything is all about doing it for you

Every word and all, so if you ain't doing it for you

Then you simply lost the plot

Then again, that's another conversation for another day

Not today, but one day

And even though I said backache, I meant to say when my back break

Cause even when it slip like Elroy, niggas gon' have a bad day