Brick Blues

Yeah, yeah boy, it's been (Hard to admit)
Yeah, yeah, uh

Boy, it's been hard to admit it
I left my soul in my writtens
So now my body be tripping
I pray the future bright
Although it probably isn't
This a gift and a curse
You seen the lit and the worst of me
Niggas spit on the curb
I've been a loner since nursery
Couldn't hiccup a word
I've had some talks with myself
I need to pick up my worth
I guess y'all listen and have
Fun, when I listen, it hurt
We all stars in the sky
Despite who glistening first
Y'all always hitting my cell
I need a minute to work
All my lyrics in hell
Before it end in the dirt
I'm in school for 9 hours
Just pretending to learn
I put my head in that furnace
When that medicine burning
We spend the bread on some food
I can't remember the earnings
Fuck it, I'll earn it again, trust me
I'll earn it again
As long as I murder that paper and
Get that verse through the pen
Couple niggas shitted on me
I ain't heard of 'em since
I know they watching me, nigga
That's why I smirk when I win
These ain't tears in my eyes
Just this dirt in the wind

Just this dirt in the wind
Uh, yeah, uh, dirt, ay, ay, ay dirt