Wanna pray but I feel like God don't love me
Why, coz my heart so ugly
Can't really blame if He judge me
Why when I need some love see
That's when the demons tug me
Couple parasites they feeling hungry
In my circle tryna bug me
Got some bad habits tryna dust me
Trust me
Ain't no angels above me
Light it up and hear them cuss me
Got the feeling they ain't here to buss me
See the white light tryna rush me
In the limelight, this a must see
Wait, I'm paranoid, oh shit I must be rusty
Still I puff and pass, now I'm feeling higher than I ever been
Couple fiends knocking on the doors now but I let em in
I told her I'm breaking her walls down if she let me in
She said f*ck the talking it's irrelevant, show me why you wanna call yourself veteran
She distracting and it's evident but I prefer my distractions with melanin
If she ain't thick I ain't settling, whether she want me or not is irrelevant
New pussy feeling heaven sent, but I just get it and go
I know
Maybe it's bad, but I'm just a kid with a soul
Living like I'm widdit but it take a toll
Look into your eyes I feel you judging mo
Will I ever pattern, only heaven knows
Inner city ones
Inner city crew
Sin city ones
Sin city on my route
Inner city ones
F*cking like I'm loose
Sin city ones
City grabbing on my hooch
My driller, my driller, yeah I see you back on the road
My nigga, my nigga, yeah I thought you patterned the load
One of my niggas is slacking, then everyone slacking, it's code
Tryna pattern up my morals, but really I'm doing the most
See, I've been so stuck on this image of how you perceive me
That I ain't been focused on how really you gone receive me
I've taken L's, so many lessons that precede me
So many girls, I taught to love so they can leave me
But, I'm a good youth, who just got bad karma
Maybe coz I give out my peace, but it result in drama
Every time I search for the root, I first gotta seed through the trauma
My old ting told me "Damz, you'd make a terrible farmer"
But f*ck could she know? she ain't the one with the lens
I only gave her this drilling so she could go telling her friends
Picture perfect in the vision but I couldn't love her, she weren't from the ends
She was a blip in a circle of tens
And now she holla tryna make up amends, no way
Living like I'm widdit but it take a toll
Look into your eyes I feel you judging mo
Will I ever pattern, only heaven knows
Inner city ones
Inner city crew
Sin city ones
Sin city on my route
Inner city ones
F*cking like I'm loose
Sin city ones
City grabbing on my hooch