Plate

You've been the best at times

Huh

You've walked me through my darkest days

I've been going through a lot, but

Why must I turn around? I ask myself

I still manage to pray to God, and

I don't know

Even though it feel like everybody going against me and shit

This just ain't fair, so hard to bear

It's not fair

I still persevere, I push through this shit

I'm not really sure these days

I got a family to feed

Sure these days

Huh

Sure these days

Is it me God? Why these people on my dick?

I sin, pray, sin again, then go repent

It's like people mad I ain't strugglin', people mad I'm rich

I can shit on everybody, I'm as humble as it get

Could've said, "Fuck everybody, these **** ain't gave me shit"

Who done did more for the city? We eat the most, respect the tent

Who done did more for my momma? I done spent more bucks than Giannis

Too generous, to be honest, my heart so big, I

I'll let you take a piece of me

Who really puttin' on for the city, though?

I hope you get the peace you need

Who really take their time out

And talk to these kids? Give back to these kids though?

And if that's

If I'm wrong, let me know, though

Not enough

Yeah, who?

Everybody rich, but who going back?

I'll let you go peacefully

Who being seen in the community though?

Oh yeah

Who letting the kids touch em'?

Huh, hm

It's so much shit on my plate

Could've said, "Fuck everybody," packed my shit, and moved away

Rich as fuck, still ridin' round in five percent tint with a Drake

I can do bad by myself, I made sure everybody ate

Wasn't nobody around me, I was starving, real, it was late

I'm up as fuck, don't give a fuck, bitches gon' fuck, **** gon' hate

Some ho shit happened, every time I elevate, can't catch a break

Yeah, I see 'em, but I still pray, I'm a hypocrite for real

I'm out here telling kids to stop the violence, slidin' the same day

Giving back, catch a hat, giving back, getting back

My opps be out here tauntin' me, them bodies keep on huntin' me

It's lonely at the top for real, somebody keep me company

Be lifeless for real, I deal with life shit, for real

I put that shit behind me, but I got less of it front of me

I don't worry about that bullshit, I'm thuggin'

People keep on telling me I'm hard to get in touch with

I accept my lifestyle and everything it come wit'

Catch a flight outta state, go home, get a bucket

These **** be suspect, I'm always a suspect

I'ma keep on winnin', that's gon' always leave 'em upset

Every day I up, check, they be like, "I bet Skilla gon' fall off"

Bet

I wanna be the best rapper alive, ****, nothin' less

They want me to fall off

But they lyin' to my face, saying they love me and–

I'll let you take a piece of me

Is it me God? Why these people on my dick?

I sin and pray, sin again, then go repent

I hope you get the peace you need

It's like people mad I ain't strugglin', people mad I'm rich

I can shit on everybody, I'm as humble as it get

And if that's

Could've said, "Fuck everybody, these **** ain't gave me shit"

Not enough

Who done did more for the city? We eat the most, respect the tent

I'll let you go peacefully

Who done did more for my momma? I done spent more bucks than Giannis

Oh yeah

Too generous, to be honest

You've been the best at times, you've walked me through my darkest days

Why must I turn around? I ask myself

I don't know

This just ain't fair, so hard to bear

It's not fair

I'm not really sure these days, sure these days, sure these–