#3AM - Placed Under Scrutiny lyrics

[Verse 1] Sittin' in my condo Vibing' on some sh** Then I see these posts about you posing like a b**h Provking my thoughts,Reconciling what I lost How did I come this far that's what I'm thinking Black hole in front of my eyes,i'm sinking And truth is still what I'm digging Because I'm a product of there revolution hence Money on my mind cuz i'm a visionary Bad b**hes on my radar Wining till I die,California Style What's beef? Put that bullet in his motherf**ing head That boy dead [Verse 2] Think the unthinkable How many times did you really think your failures were the reason you're still standing here? How many times did you really think you dodged the truth while other were getting ruth? How many times did you really think before shouting on your mother while she was just taking out your youth? Truth shall set us free but you ain't stopping till you start balling like Jermaine Dupri,Haan? You really want to get that feel,Haan? f** that b**h and rain on her some money,haan? French Montana in his early teens,Nah? We ain't doing no sh**,we just out here watching you make it Oh,will you make it? For the sake of your patience