Something's up, must confess Spoke my truth, paid my debt Can't you see I'm a wreck? Let me loose, I digress This is me, and I'm blessed This is me, and I'm blessed This is me, and I'm blessed This is me, and I'm blessed Anybody fightin' through the stress? Anybody fightin' through the—?

Used to bump Tha Carter III, I held my Rollie chain proud Irony, I think my hard work let Lil Wayne down

Ab-Soul in the corner mumblin' raps, fumblin' packs of Black & Milds Crumblin' kush 'til he cracked a smile His words legendary, wishin' I could rhyme like him Studied his style to define my pen

Ducky was well-aware They robbed the manager and shot a customer last year He figured he'd get on these niggas' good sides Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line, two extra biscuits Anthony liked him and then let him slide, they didn't kill him

Woop-di-woop, woop-di-woop-woop, woop-di-woop

Huh (Walk my bare feet), huh (Walk my bare feet) Huh (Down, down valley deep), huh (Down, down valley deep) (I love myself) Huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum), huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum) (I love myself) Huh (My heart undone), one, two, three

I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015

I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it I'll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it

HYEAH, HYEAH, HYEAH, HYEAH

I remember you were misuing your influence, sometimes I did the same abusing my power full of resentment

Critics want to mention that they miss when hip-hop was rappin' Motherfucker, if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum

Silent murderer, what's your body count? Who your sponsorship? Objectified so many bitches, I killed their confidence

I'm doin' what COVID did, they'll never get over it

We should never gave We should never gave niggas money Go back home, money, go back home

Niggas shittin' where you sleep Niggas shittin' where you eat

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care In another life, I surely was there Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care I care, I care

Whoo... hah... Huh... hah... hh... Whooh... hh... hh... hah... hah... hooh... Hah, hah, hah, hah, HAAH, HYEAH, HYEAH, HYEAH, HYEAH yee :3

You said I'd feel better if I just worked hard without liftin' my head up That left me fed up

But the time it'll come to not be there when somebody needs you You say no and all you've done gives them amnesia

Meditate over some money, I see Franklin, I find zen

Should've killed yo' ass long time ago You should've felt that black revolver blast a long time ago And if these mirrors could talk it'd say, You gotta go And if I told your secrets the world'll know money can't stop a suicidal weakness

What you want you, a house⁠? You, a car? Forty acres and a mule? A piano, a guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog Motherfucker, you can live at the mall

A homeless man with a semi-tan complexion Asked me for ten Rand, stressin' about dry land Deep water, powder blue skies that crack open A piece of crack that he wanted, I knew he was smokin' He begged and pleaded Asked me to feed him twice, I didn't believe it Told him, Beat it

I got some regrets But my past won't keep me from my best Subtle mistakes felt like life or death

Kung Fu Kenny now My resume is real enough for two millennium

I went and got me a therapist I can debate all my theories and sharing it (Woah) Consolidate all my comparisons Humblin' up because time was imperative (Woah)

Too many niggas, and not enough hoes

Mustard

Shut the fuck up when you hear His love talkin' To the mind, it's God's cypher divine in a small portion, uh

Oh, by the way, open the door by the way Told you that I'm on the way (Love me)

Ain't nobody prayin' for me (Ain't nobody prayin' for me) (Ain't nobody prayin' for me) Ain't nobody prayin' for me (Nobody prayin' for me) Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody—(Prayin' for me) (Nobody prayin' for me)

Hey now, say now, let me pop my shit Water down my wrist, arm around my bitch

Painkillers only put me in the twilight Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight

Niggas thought that K-Dot real life Was the same life they see on TV, huh?

Capitalists posing as compassionates be offending me Yeah, suck my dick with authenticity

Load up the Pro Tools and press three

If Pirus and Crips all got along, They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song, Seem like the whole city go against me, Every time I'm in the street, I hear, Yawk, yawk, yawk, yawk

Seat (Seat), seat (Seat), seat (Seat)

Bitch, don't kill my vibe, bitch, don't kill my vibe

I got a boner

Bitch, where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'

The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it In order to protect itself from this mad city While consuming its environment The caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns

We was in the hood, fourteen with the deuce-deuce Fourteen years later, going hard like we used to On the dead homies

Now, how can I fold lookin' at twenty million This money don't come with a probate Mama, I said it'd be okay

Masks on the babies, mask on an opp Wear masks in the neighborhood stores you shop But a mask won't hide who you are inside Look around, the reality's carved in lies

Hol' up, we gon' function, ayy No assumptions, ayy

New shit, new Kung Fu Kenny

The constant big money talk 'bout the mansion and foreign whips The private jets and passport, presidential glass floor Gold bottles, gold models, givin' up the ass for Instagram flicks, suckin' dick, fuck is this?

Lovin' me is complicated Too afraid of a lot of changes I'm alright, and you're a favorite Dark nights in my prayers

And Lord knows she's beautiful