In My Will

Yeah, hell yeah
Because I ain’t even really know, I’m like «maybe I should do something, like,
right here»
Just to, you know
Niggas put blood, sweat, and tears in this shit
Gave me no losses, out in this field, getting hits
Far from the finish, my people still in the sticks
Breakthrough is coming, baby we here, should be quick
Should be quick
On a whim, plotting on a M, print a dub up on my will
Baby say «that's him,» like who else gon' have that skill
I don’t deserve a break ‘til it’s woodgrain on my wheel
Put The Wood name in my will
All we know is gas, 4 shit, all w know is that
We the breakthrough with no shouldr pad, ain’t no holding back
Keep detractors on they heels, still I don’t deserve a break ‘til it’s
woodgrain in my wheel
Put The Wood name in my will
Hey, same nigga ‘til the deathbed
Nawfside ‘til I croak, they can never ever look at me as less than
Anything but the GOAT, Inwood Pope, you should know I’m blessed and
Highly favored, fuck a hater, getting to this paper, bringing all the checks in
Acres Homes to the bone, got a problem with me, say it with your chest then
That’s a cue for the crickets, when I got the floor people shut up and listen,
huh
Don’t see no competition, created a gap and that bitch got some distance, huh
And when I’m on a mission I’m totally focused, I got tunnel vision, huh
Ain’t distracted by women, I got me a misses and lil' baby listen, huh
That’s all that I need, wherever I been, I went for the team
Whatever I did, I did for the dream, I need every cent, so come with the cream
Aye shoutout to Rok, this beat going dumb, it don’t need a hook,
I don’t need Kareem
See I’m from the H, I’m more like Hakeem, they counted me out, I came back with
rings
I went off the edge, they thought I was dead, I came back with wings
Was taught to survive, that’s how I was bred, this shit in my genes, huh
We just get it done, it don’t matter how, it’s by any means, huh
And free Riccy Raccs, it’s on when you back, they know what I mean
Should be quick
On a whim, plotting on a M, print a dub up on my will
Baby say «that's him,» like who else gon' have that skill
I don’t deserve a break ‘til it’s woodgrain on my wheel
Put The Wood name in my will
All we know is gas, 4 shit, all we know is that
We the breakthrough with no shoulder pad, ain’t no holding back
Keep detractors on they heels, still I don’t deserve a break ‘til it’s
woodgrain in my wheel
Put The Wood name in my will
Black Power ‘til I rest dead, right hand to a nigga God, I’ll slap a nigga with
the left hand
Malcolm minded, I’m an X-Man, dream team I was blessed in (woah)
My demeanor makes a nigga nervous (coward), Black Panther I’m a different
version
Watching Bingo kill these instrumentals, and coincidental, he be giving sermons
(praise!)
Flo Eternal get these instrumentals, I get sentimental (uh), write these crazy
bars with my twisted mental
I expose lies that be detrimental to black people only (black only)
In tune with the universe when I meditate (I manifest)
Black people rather protest than separate (house nigga)
Salute the Gods, I’d never hate (Gods), only black women we celebrate
If it’s my life or yours, I won’t hesitate
I stunt hard (yeah, yeah), flexing all on my ex-bitch (ho)
Checking hoes off my checklist (woah), playing hoes like Tetris (ha)
Yeah, don’t beef with no brothers, I beef with these crackers
Preach to the rappers, I’m reaching the masses
Speak with some passion (uh), a nigga don’t like it, we can get active,
nigga (yeah)
Nigga what’s happening, nigga (yeah)
Lyrically untouchable Flo
Woah
Should be quick
On a whim, plotting on a M, print a dub up on my will
Baby say «that's him,» like who else gon' have that skill
I don’t deserve a break ‘til it’s woodgrain on my wheel
Put The Wood name in my will
All we know is gas, 4 shit, all we know is that
We the breakthrough with no shoulder pad, ain’t no holding back
Keep detractors on they heels, still I don’t deserve a break ‘til it’s
woodgrain in my wheel
Put The Wood name in my will
Hey, said this one’s for Kamri, this one’s for Miracle, this for Ahlana
For my nephew Ricky and my nephew Jordan, I’m keeping my promise
And to my unborn, your name’s in my will, you’re good when I’m gone
Oh, and free Riccy Raccs a thing of the past, ‘cause my nigga home
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the
selfish and the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak
through the valley of the darkness
For he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children
And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those
who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers
And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee