{Intro: Shawn May} Ain't no sympathy Coming for a ni**a like me x3 {Verse: Shawn May} Ain’t no sympathy Coming for a ni**a like me Coming up from the dirt concrete Past grief Migrating with my past life trekking in the street Journey of a thousand miles, couldn't fathom at the least Forsaken all my pride to get an ounce of good relief Couldn't have my baby crying for her father, I’m her peace ay Homeless man running to the summit, that was me ay Higher purpose calling, had to struggle for release Been teasing God for too long 23 of tripping every step, i been wrong Always sumthing every song ay Proper preparation always had to guide me With some pessimistic ties blinding hope to find me Ain't no sympathy Coming for a ni**a like me Had to rinse and repeat Every time I lost belief Every time I been complacent Wasting minutes with the ease So I look up to the sky, I stare and cry for all to see