Sympathy

Hands out the window Bodies I been dumping Cashville Stomping I got my hands out the window Every time I get to bumping Got the red an blue lights From all the bodies I been dumping I been cruising down the street an I been turning into something I'ma Cashville stomp on every rapper sayin something I got to pay homage man my work is over due All the work that I put in will always spark up something new You just witnessing the greatest on the track that no one knew It was me myself an I an no one else it's nothin new I'm dressin all black all my words give out no sympathy The only thing I care about is working for the best of me My music's like a book I'm reading all the words they given me They sayin I'm the greatest stamp it in the book of history I'ma grad in the making I been practicing my statement I been writing down my thoughts inside the lines and I was thinkin All the people laughing an hating every track that I been racing Every conversations needing body bags, to get to naming I Pull around the block I'm takin out the ones religiously Was punching back and forth I'm missing everything they sending me I opened up the trunk to throw 'em in to get my sympathy For anybody weighing on my path I'm pressing anything Man I do this for my family I do this for the Creek I can write up everything, an anything up in my sleep Sleeping slowly start to creeping never matching what I dream The only thing I ever dream about is hearing all the screams All the screams that I will I see when people yelling out my name All the people lining up to hearing what I got to say Will never take that chance for granted even in the pouring rain Cause I will always take my time to hearing what y'all got to say I was built for all these moments fixing every scar to heal Never worried about the dollars every scholar has a deal It was printed on my heart that I will always keep it real I got the evidence to prove I'm one of one no time to chill I got my hands out the window Every time I get to bumping Got the red an blue lights From all the bodies I been dumping I been cruising down the street an I been turning into something I'ma Cashville stomp on every rapper sayin something I got to pay homage man my work is over due All the work that I put in will always spark up something new You just witnessing the greatest on the track that no one knew It was me myself an I an no one else it's nothin new