Domo Genesis - Stray Bullets lyrics

I play the block like a villain, not that im mad I just know its n***as who hate to see me winnin' Hold ya head n***as envy for your position I leave em wishin' with the same mind state that I had from the beginning I'mma k** em, and keep their blood off my raw denim Free livin', just trynna keep the devil out my vision An escape is what I needed, thats why I stay weeded Saw a seat I was defendin' how you playin' compete it Believe it, but not to many n***as can achieve it And I ain't one for preachin' but my realness ain't a secret I bleed it, but fame ain't even cuttin' for the deepness Barley scratchin' the surface still sleepin' in the jeans But im cool, the top I'mma see you when I see it Care full of where my feet is in a sea of non believers Startin' lies and pa**in' rounds but when I see em daps and pounds This how we actin now? I gotta be a ba**et hound And all I smell is bullsh** so I ain't comin' back around n***as is half the style got me thinkin' backwards now And I can't tell if n***as is my friend or my foes See now a days n***as more jealous than hoes And hoes just want a n***a with a status and o's But im to busy trynna make the story unfold See here lives a b**h and b**hes come and they go But I be god dammed if she leavin' me yo So I be on my grizzly, I work it like missy You ain't talkin' bout money expansion and miss me Im grindin' till the gears get clear and shine crispy My eyes on the prize but the devil trynna tempt me Simply, I won't let a soul play me, crazy The root of all evil got me shady Gone for so long god bless my old lady I do it on my own but alone don't phase me See a young black n***a with a lion heart Trynna fight the illness of the dark, thats the hardest part Thats why I come shinin' down hard but I keep it smart Its like a jungle sometimes, the hood jura**ic park Ye and you can spark if you feel me Throw the middle finger in the air if you real b Everybody said I couldn't do it but im still me Full, not the pocket but the mind and im filthy I make it work my whole technique is crafty I play my lane and trippin' who creepin' past me Keep it pushin' for the evil or the money trap So when you see me n***a, better holler at me Ye b**h golf wang 2012 n***a Get yo head right, get yo bread right No idols for this song n***a no information on that Stay tuned n***a cus I ain't gotta tell you sh** Just listen, pay attention. b**h