A word to myself

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B cyde - Rap

A word to myself

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I've been right by your side for 19 years I comfort you every time you shed tears Jameer, I know that life kicking you in the chest But you made it this far, my nigga Don't you feel blessed? Stop letting things stress you out It ain't good for yo health Stop doing things for other people Do some things for yoself You lying bout yo wellbeing, that's why yo people is scared They see your physical body but mentally you ain't there I understand you want companionship I understand that things get tough and you feel like you cannot handle it I understand that these is hard times I understand you feel like don't nobody give a damn about your rhymes But poppin pills until you die is not the fuckin answer And neither is smoking them sticks that's gonna give you cancer Remember Tywan's funeral? You said he was gon live through you And thats what you gon stay on earth to do And all them dudes who called your other songs wack? Fuck em. I guarantee they gon be crawling Back Within 10 years, talking bout they always believed You had what it took to succeed Before they ask for weed You accomplished a lot, ain't give a fuck When niggas said You wouldn't be a fucking thing They tried to drill that in yo head But look at all them people now While you out here doin shit They still live in they momma house Watching netflix But you can't live yo life without that peice of paper And people rooting for you. Even yo next door neighbor Thinks that you got potential But hanging round them niggas that you hang around won't give you shit but a fucked up mental Ima simply break it down like this: You can end up like Phillip or you can end up like Chris You can end up in a mansion, you can end up in jail You can end up in heaven or you can end up in hell Bro the choice is yours Nigga put down that knife Jameer put down them pills Nigga live yo life Nigga fuck them haters Better put in work When you touch that mic Better go berserk Better make yo fam proud Nigga get yo respect Better excite that crowd Better get yo check Better run for the hills Nigga sky is the limit Think about that shit Before you decide to end it

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  • Jameer harris