Late Night Freestyle Pt. 2

Trauma ain't a tenant But somehow I gotta live with it Cutting all distractions I'm too focused on my dividends Cool with a few, but my real friends Are them presidents Niggas feelin bad for me but ion need no sentiment Locked in more than ever, but i'm always in my element Never getting comfortable, I promise I'm not settling Focused on my craft, yeah this passion keeps developing Niggas swear they better than the boy, shits embarrassing Fixing insecurities while tryna be the best Watchu know about the pressure, heart sinking in your chest Watchu know about thuggin it out, check after check Always wondering if you gon make enough to pay the rent We don't share the same struggles, my nigga i can't relate Niggas never wanna put in the work, but want a plate People always feel entitled, that's some shit that I just hate I ain't never get a handout, #1 let's get it straight #2, I ain't really concerned with being cool With niggas thats moving bogus, or saying shit for some views With people that say they got your back But never pulling through, yeah Secret animosity I fell back from a few Fell in love with music now I got something to prove And investing in myself so how the fuck am I gon lose? Always thank the Lord I got sum real ones in my corner Left me when i needed you the most it made me stronger So I thank you Not you bitch, i'm talking about the karma I'm talking bout the lesson I learned way back from my momma Last time she let me go She said you in this world alone And don't ever get too attached cause they always seem to go Ironically she's living the same words that I just told Ole boy done up and left after he found him a new home Just telling you the reason as to why I'm standing strong Cause for her i'll do it all, it don't matter how bad the storm