Am I Good Enough (feat. Zay Heath)

So let's talk Some of us are picture perfect Some of us want pictures worth it Tell me what you see at night when your vision blurry Do you think about them choices that don't fit your purpose Or you just gone fake it til you make it til the curtains closing Your only competition who you was on yesterday I'm always thanking God when He let me breathe another day Mr. Floyd I been so sick since they took your breath away And Breonna Taylor went to bed and then she woke at heaven gates Heavens sakes when it's time I hope it's room for me Cause I know it's pretty full the way they take us off these streets Praying for my nigga Ty the homie really need some peace Last month he lost his brothers over 10 grams of weed And now y'all got the nerve to ask us why we keep a piece Cause it's babies dying before they even get a chance to speak If it's bout my lady or my family we 100 deep All these niggas wanna buzz don't know how y'all let it be Am I not good enough? Am I not hood enough? Am I not real enough? Fuck what all of they be saying roll up while this Zay Heath playing Am I not good enough? Am I not hood enough? Am I not real enough? Fuck what all of they be saying roll up while this Zay Heath playing Scattered depression been tryna rob me from my blessings Wasn't raised in Florida but doesn't mean that I wasn't destined To be the one who got the vision and to push the message For the ones who got it but second guess it before they get it This a safe place but I could still tell you damage Tryna maneuver cards and tribulations that you been handed You take the xanny's and the addies to decrease the damage Hating that you pop em but always knew this how you managed When Ryan died a nigga lost his spark for 7 months Some in my dreams that brodie told me got to level up Never get consumed by what the government be telling us Cause truth is always hitting til you start to open pages up What the fuck you play me for? People been a slave before Ain't no second chances just a shot with nothing less or more Nana always told me stay humble whether rich or poor Fuck you think we speaking for? Fuck you think I'm preaching for? We can build our own we did it once ok it's time for more If you see it you can get it fuck around and open doors We magical like Gryffindor Smoking on some Harry Potter Make you see dumbledore or fuck a couple whores Lemme stop my mama listening Know she play me in the kitchen Good Sunday supper only thing what a nigga missing Really hope what you been dishing good for the streets And if you down with the opps ween vegan to no beef Full Circle