Tweakin'

This for the ones

(Never had none and never been bums)

Live by the gun

(Die by the gun, rise 'fore the sun)

Grind for the goals

(World for my girl, lies for the hoes)

Slide for the cross

(Ride for the cross, nine to your dome)

Warhol on the wall, ball till you fall

Never text, never call, I suggest you applaud

I'm the set's synagogue

Get blessed by the god

Don't get clapped on

Just a young, black man with a backbone

In a black Comme Homme, Comme Black on

In the Batmobile, black, no chrome, yeah

When Jabari died

Was off the porch for homicides

Then when Halfi died

I bought some things to pass the guys

But when Johnny died

All I had was shows booked

Down to burn in Hell

I don't care how my soul look

I know you gon' tell

I can tell by your froze look

But I love you still

Flaws and all, you my dawg

Put me behind bars

And all 'cause we came up at the Park

It's just crazy seein'

Everybody change when things get hard

We just lost somebody else

This weekend, no no

Think that I am jumpin' off

The deep end, yeah yeah

Nothin' out of somethin', now it's leavin'

Tryna find my peace of mind, it's fleetin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

Look at how far we done came

Now, I'm a face and a name

Just got a call 'bout my tweets

Told me to watch what I'm sayin'

Just got a call 'bout the streets

Told me to watch for a Jeep

Liberty lurkin' the East

They hoppin' out, ready to squeeze

**** emotional nowadays

Lyin', they hidin' they coward ways

Cryin' in court when they catch a case

Off of the porch in eleventh grade

Callin' her weak when my mama prayed

Prolly why none of my karma came

Just put the Benz in my mama name

(Family first like Hungarians)

Had me up in church at a young age

Should've had the **** at the gun range

Woulda been a lot more useful, shit

Who up in the pulpit, truthful shit

Rich or po, people gon' use this shit

Bight as well go and get used to it

Tryna get rich, get everybody fed

But everybody dead (Everybody dead)

We just lost somebody else

This weekend, no no

Think that I am jumpin' off

The deep end, yeah yeah

Nothin' out of somethin', now it's leavin'

Tryna find my peace of mind, it's fleetin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

I'm tweakin', I'm tweakin'

(Look how far we came)

(Look how far we came)

Big Boy's Neighborhood that's "Tweakin'"

Right there, man

Y'all stick around, y'all radios right

Here in Big Boy's Neighborhood