Jahmill - Speak As An Artist

Been on my shit from the start
But you tell me that you love me
I might give you my heat
Me and my homies had some differences
We drifted apart
Yah chose the streets I chose this music
And that isn't my fault
But they still blame a nigga
Like I ain't grab that heat and I ain't flame a nigga
Dangerous nigga
Somehow I'll be turning to a famous nigga
You ain't in the picture
You cant get cropped out the frame little nigga
Leveled up but I'm the same little nigga
I just don't play with niggas
They try fucking with my peace
I'm always keeping it guarded
Not dedicated to the streets so ima speak as an artist
Most of yah never had my back
I wish that we could be honest
Never met so many people
That's not keeping there promise
So now let's keep it in order
When they was down bad
I held there feet above water
How you tell me one hundred but you keep it a quarter
That's why conversation ain't working
Or keep getting shorter
Damn
My life been stuck in the jam
They keep texting all my phones
Like such and such in the can
What I look providing for niggas that wasn't my mans
You want to ride do homicides
Just know that jail was the plan
I got ex's telling my shawty we fucking again
Real reason bitch was mad cause I ain't fuck with her friend
I was already doing bad why would I fuck up again
I just got my baby back they trying to fuck up a win
Shit people try to do to mess up situations
Act like they love to see you happy
But deep down they hate it
Prepared to be all by myself
When they hear that I made it
Because all that fake shit
I just anticipate it
Like
Is all that bullshit really necessary
I took there problems of there back
So they had less to carry
My biggest talent's what they lack
So I guess that's the theory
It's slowly turning to a fact
The way they acting scary
Guess I should leave it alone
I'm doing it all by myself they want a seat on my thrown
Not only speaking for myself
It's from what people have shown
You only beefing with yourself
If you want to speak through a phone
They can't handle me though
When it comes to music
I shoot it just like a free throw
Ask me how I do it they clueless like Valentino
Used to being useless now they wondering what he knows
All this shit in my venos
I could never let them play me
I was lost with no cause no one saved me
I had three five alone like I'm KD
But I keep putting that shit on like I'm AB

Written by:
Lashaun Betsey

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