Realization

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And it's been risk after risk after risk
Tired of gong to funerals and taking all these trips
Looking at your body cold, I swear it made me sick
It was jail or death and god knew what was best he had to pick
It's how the streets go

And I stayed away from pipes you let them shits blow
A nigga wishing you was here and coming to my shows
Although you ain't really here you in the front row
My brother my blood was really like my backbone

This for my alter ego
Taking validation from people that ain't my fucking people
And I knew that I was chosen, me an niggas not equal
And I ain't need nobody for shit, I swear I didn't need 'em
And I knew that I was chosen this shit is a blessing
Never needed therapy, this is how I'm expressing
Niggas mad a nigga growing, improving, progressing
I ain't working no more I swear this shit is my profession
Had to let go my aggression, and thinking out loud
I know my daddy looking down I can see it he proud
Never a fan for attention stayed away from crowds
Talking out your neck, some shit that I wouldn't allow, yea

And its been risk after risk after risk
Tired of gong to funerals and taking all these trips
Looking at your body cold, I swear it made me sick
It was jail or death and god knew what was best he had to pick
It's how the streets go
And I stayed away from pipes you let them shits blow
A nigga wishing you was here and coming to my shows
Although you ain't really here you in the front row
My brother my blood was really like my backbone

This for my alter ego,
Had to throw that old me cause he ain't a leader
Wifing hoes nobody knows that bitch a fucking eater
Told her I loved her and I did but I ended up leaving
Told 'em I'm next they sat and laughed they didn't believe me
And all those girls I swiped up on can't get the chance to meet me
Bitch all the money in the world can't get up in between me
Nigga was begging for help now these niggas claim they need me, yea

Risk after risk after risk
Risk after risk after risk bitch it was risk after risk
Risk after risk after risk
Risk after risk after, yea

And its been risk after risk after risk
Tired of gong to funerals and taking all these trips
Looking at your body cold, I swear it made me sick
It was jail or death and god knew what was best he had to pick
It's how the streets go
And I stayed away from pipes you let them shits blow
A nigga wishing you was here and coming to my shows
Although you ain't really here you in the front row
My brother my blood was really like my backbone

Shit done made a nigga heartless
I feel like boogie, not a rapper I'm a artist
I came to finish bitch I wasn't one to start it
Yea yea, this for my alter ego

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