23

[Verse 1]
My flows are getting so deadly
My lyrics even iller
So every time I step on the mic it's a mass destruction
Not to mention my delivery is catastrophic like a whirlwind
Coming through your city
Rippin every M. I. C. up and emcees if they with it
Don't get it twisted
This is far from battle rapping
But it's still talent
I eat rappers, I'm such an addict
I'm all about my trees and cabbage
Gotta get the karats
It's that easy
Fuck you, if you, don't believe me
Just tryna better myself every step I take
Into the darkness
Can't see the future, so often I
Fall in unfamiliar places, but I still stand up
Just tryna get a little wiser
But some days I fuck up
Maybe I sip too much
But I ain't perfect
Aiming for perfection
It's a blessing to be in my position
At 23, for real
Yeah

[Hook]
I try some days and some days I’m good, I’m good
I try some days and some days I fail, I fail

[Verse 2]
These days are, what we make em'
Seems like, I'm just being impatient
Maybe cause I keep dealing with satan
Oh Lord
Why these Jesus pieces, got me puzzled
Pussy, always on my mind
Money stretching
Counting blessings
In the test of time
Lord, I got questions
Why you testing me?
Am I full of greed?
Will I bleed if they cut me deep?
Or cut my throat?
Stab my back
Leave me for dead, while they take my cash
I only ask
Cause there's a lot of niggas that want my shine
But will it result to crime, Homicide
Feeling like I gotta make a change of my surroundings
Cause I'm trapped, need a gat, cause I'm paranoid
So influenced by the evil in the media, I can't avoid
All these voices in my head, keep telling me
I ain't gon make it pass 23 if I keep living this way
Yeah

[Hook]
I try some days and some days I’m good, I’m good
I try some days and some days I fail, I fail
I try some days and some days I’m good, I’m good