Give Me a Moment

Just give me a moment
I’ll get back to all the punchlines in time, just tryina clear some shit off my
mind… so please…
Give me a moment
I understand yall want some jams yall can dance too, Understand me like I
understand you… and
Give me a moment
Some time alone to cope with the stress, shit… this life can make a nigga
depressed… so
Just give me a moment…
That’s all I need
Give me a moment…
I give you all of me just Give me a moment, please…
Just give me a moment…
You try to help them, cuz you see yourself in them…
That real shit… when they hurt, you felt for them…
When the love is not returned, wish well for them…
But then the hate surfaces, the hell wit them…
I used to say I’d die so that they’d see they future
I felt I would take bullets for my niggas, the truth-hurts…
If you-search… The same ones you would take shots for…
End up being the shooters… It’s true,-church…
Do-work, take no less than you-worth…
You can’t provide if you’re down… so put You-first…
Shit a nigga had to come up alone…
Results when the hate starts to come from the home…
I’m grown, I ain’t bitchin… don’t spend my time wishing
Just full of grind and ambition, placed in a time to get it…
I’m all in until the boy win…
They request time off, I call in… the work don’t stop
(Hook)
Ya’ll think that the shits sweet, see billboards, and smiles all the time…
Still runnin… a hundred thousand miles on this grind
Every day questions bout the time that I’ll be signed…
Liven wit moms, I feel like I’m a child when inside…
Why yall think I’m on the road so much?
Well that, and, I guess I feel I’m owed so much
What yall thought, that I just be there postin up?
That’s just the shit I tell the bitches that I’m posta fuck…
I was smart of shit, just tardy a bit
Plus… ain’t have the drive for getting scholarships n shit…
I’d admit, my patience is low, ain’t really got the tolerance
For the system of waiting years to bring them dollars in…
To hold that focus is blessing
Failings a high risk in my field, with a hard life lesson…
I don’t get no degrees for my statuses achieved…
Still I place my life on the line till the time that I leave…
(Hook)
I got people hitting my phone up claiming a nigga changed…
Like anything around me’s the same
Man, I’m just tryina stay sane
If you listen try to vision my pain
I’ll give my best descriptions of the strains… check
When you hurtin for 7 years, when ya nigga gets locked…
And by nigga I mean brother, man that shit is lot
He was selling crack to fix up his plot, and he’ll be out in a year
And it’s up to you to keep that kid off the block
Cuz those jobs don’t go to felons
And u don’t go from thousands a day to minimum wage, soon he’ll end up back
selling
That jack ringing, slinging, and the snitches back telling
And if I ain’t helping the fuck are you posed to tell’em? man
So I’m just tryina make shit work
Mannnn fuck tryina change this earth
First they claim your worth… is way lower then you made it, then you make it
work… and prove em wrong, then… hold on…
First they talk about you present, and everything you have… until you get more
then they talk about ya past
All in which u passed, they just tryina bring you back
And once you pass that… then they claim that you won’t last…
No matter what had did, they don’t acknowledge that
Their fantasy hating world somehow puts aside the facts
The bullshit is a trap, don’t get caught inside of that
Never thru they eyes will I see where I am at…
I succeed I succeed, there’s a lot of I in that…
They discredit my successes I ain’t got no time for that
I told myself I’ll do it, I ain’t put no try in that…
I just went outside and got it… ain’t no need to cry for that…
Now I’m cool with the agony, of all of these niggas mad at me
More so because I do no wrong to them, sadly…
As my success grows, then so does the hate gradually
Still I wish yall niggas well… and live happily
(Hook)