Verse 1
Crust in my eyes, what a surprise, 3 sides to the truth so at first
why even try ?
Home boy I’ll tell you why, won’t even lie
No subs or timeouts, I’m playing the starting five
Some days I wanna cry and lay anguished destroying the pride
Went for a ride with my ego and it turned out wild
That shit dangerous and you keep it alive
How many ones you know want it in their wondrous time
While still pondering and walking the line?
I can count on all fives, of whom I trust with my life
And lucky’s an understatement I’ve been blessed before the
bread was ever split into halves, that’s on me
Otherwise I don’t speak to no class that won’t leave
In the eyes of others, I’m moving fast with no streak
No amount of cash give me the feeling of something free
But I’ll pass you something sleek in a flash, you broken the
glass, you holding your gash, exposing your stash, I’m coming in
fast
Son of a rocket Steven and Nash just watch how I dash
You pay me in cash or everything crashes
Or everything crashes
Verse 2
Yo bloody mary bloody mary, I said it in the mirror just to watch
what might happen, with not a bit of fear
So the third time was kind of like the first time
Didn't move at all but then the sink broke during crunch time
Bleeding out my fingers like these chickens in the lunch line
The soup kitchen out of stock I’m guessing desert fine
Blurred Eyed and bloodshot red, you couldn’t search mine
Paper cut deep, sort of like a damn surf line, is you real to me ?
You know what I’m trying to unveil to you, Silently I’m doubting
everything you spoke of
Reminding me of what my spirit now has to soak up
I look up and there I am, gold tokens in my hand
Whole focus gone again, passed out reboot my head,
instructional the leader said, each time you cramp a leg
Hopping in and out of this stop!
The screening of my face all day is being watched
Either by a little dot, i don’t even gotta lie, can’t keep it or take it
back
No sleeping I can’t relax, Especially after talking to my momma
bout Jesus
I asked if he was white, she nodded and believed it
Cant believe that shit man, thats real life tho
Verse 3
Sometimes I gotta be gutta with it, not bite my tongue and poke
out the fun
Put real in it, I gotta show real struggle in it
To prove, how we connected in the huddle with it
Real subtle with it, break a couple with it, spit out the truth so
you can huddle with it , I’m in my duffle with it, crown mustard
with the truffle in it, yo this might be a minute, puzzling in it
I spit fire like I’m guzzling it
Now I’m just diving in it, I’m in the earth feeling liver in it
I’m a survivor in it ..