Chronicles Lyrics

Yeah

Before I start this off, I just want to say like

I want this more than anything

And it's still early on but

Sometimes I don't know how much more I can sacrifice

I don't know how much more I got left in me

But I got this, here

I'mma tell you this story while I'm blazing

Shit that's a chronicle (Get it?)

I grew up just a little different (How?)

Didn't have many common goals

Childhood homies turned out to be snakes

Shit, that's diabolical

Did I do something?

Probable, but I am not responsible

For their opinions of me, I'm a human, shit I bleed

And sometimes I lie about my feelings

Drop down to knees and plead

And think "why oh why God me"

Like we talk regularly

Knowing damn well he's shaking his head every single day at me

Oh Lord, I am not the greatest person on this Earth

And sometimes I get caught up inside this curse

To try to prove to all these fucking pricks my worth

When I can't convince myself of my own worth (No I can't)

How the fuck am I supposed to move onward (Onward)

When I've been pinned down by these clowns since my birth

Fuck the fame, I rather just wear my Hanes shirt

And be buried six feet deep 'fore I eat dirt (Yeah, nah)

This game has changed me this early on (How?)

Trust issues developed long beforehand

But it's gotten worse as I've gone on to meet (What)

Some of these OG greats and work with them

But do they just want my bucks

Or do they actually respect me for my skill, but my luck

They probably think I suck (Yeah)

And scam me out my money for features

The labels look your way to sign you

But then place you on bleachers

And all that shit you learn 'bout yourself is not taught by them teachers

Snakes peeping you on the Gram, till you blow up

Like your the creeper (Ha)

And that's just some real shit

Even when my foot's off the gas, I'm still lit

Have the power to fill up a building

With people who respect me if I feel it

In my bloodstream to live a dream

I've been busy ducking behind the scenes

But it's time I get more caked up

Then I already fucking be

Oh Lord, I am not the greatest person on this Earth

And sometimes I get caught up inside this curse

To try to prove to all these fucking pricks my worth

When I can't convince myself of my own worth (No I can't)

How the fuck am I supposed to move onward (Onward)

When I've been pinned down by these clowns since my birth

Fuck the fame, I rather just wear my Hanes shirt

And be buried six feet deep 'fore I eat dirt (Yeah, nah)

Nah

I'm not gonna let me down again

In the back of my mind I can see me standing in

A real studio, in front of crowds again

Or perform in front of a crowd to just begin

Never once again sleep in

Work even on the weekends

And I know Karma's on it's way

To set trends to so called friends

In another lifetime one day

We'll make amends, highly doubtful

Slept on me even when

I was on my deathbed

Stayed silent all these years, now this shit ends