Praying Hands

Prayin hands tatted
So religious
Got a price on my head
Raise the cost of livin
I prolly exaggerate what I’m goin thru
Losing sleep
This whole experience controlling u
East side get the money let my niggas eat
Start business mind your business
Busy watchin me
I used to hit fashion hive and Krispy king
I used to wear a crease in my dicki jeans
Black man red state Ima starving artist
From in America’s heartland they so heartless
What’s poppin
I got the city Watchin
U can lose or u can lose those ya options
Trynna make it happen but I can’t force it
Big Up to Nazario for the family portrait
I do this on my own I guess I’m better for for it
Niggas so petty but I can’t ignore it
They rappin bout foreigns
Cuz it sound euphoric
And I’m sick of fake love and the fake supporting
Off top
I’m the answer
So why the question
Been on my lessons
Since my adolescence adding blessing
The minds a heavy weapon so I’m never stressing
Don’t see connection
Don’t mean I ain’t connected
People get greedy when they have possessions
If u ever need me bro it’s no question
Sometimes I gotta stop and reevaluate it
Still ain’t built a store yet we still waiting
Bad attitude
Rap feuds
I don’t do it
If it don’t produce fruit then I won’t pursue it