PsychoPath - Role Models & Gold Bottles ( RM' & GB') lyrics

VERSE I grew up a f**ing screw up Got introduced to the game slinging Marry Jane on the school bus I knew better than them snot nosed kids with a silver spoon Who go through life but don't understand how sh** is The road to riches full of pot hole and ditches Most of it is unpaved untamed all terrain Came from the village we was looking for change Open the door step outside and realize how sh** is still the same See yall ain't hear what I'm saying So yall ain't feeling my pain Because I make it hard for you to see my tears in the rain My dealer asked me what I do for a living I said rap He said I stood a better chance if I was selling crack I've given this world everything I have So how the f** them n***as dare to even think they deserve half from me My girlfriend she ain't never demand cash from me I gave her 25 bucks out my last 50 Because if I die and go to heaven then she coming with me If I go to jail or to he'll I pray that God forgive me For all my sins My losses and my wins I'm hoping jesus don't judge me for the color of my skin What if I'm white, would it help to make a difference Would you still respect my opinion over appearance Yo who am I Am I just an insurgent or simply a younger version of David July Yo who am I A lier and a thief Just because I live life a quiet and discreet Yall look surprised every time we meet in the street Surprised I'm the same guy ducking police, running the streets Poor me, f** a diet I gate to eat f** the quiet I had to speak up loud without the weed listen I watch em all line up to win awards But when God calls, most of His words have been ignored I can't lie When I'm the reason why the angels cry It ain't right for me to beg for mercy from the Lord and the heavens above I couldn't settle for less That's probably because I wasn't given enough But then again who could judge me