I try to listen the way
I wanna be listened to
I try to listen the way
I wanna be listened to
I try to-
Dead the idea of the good dude
You only ever have the worth of your word to prove
I try to listen the way
I wanna be listened to
But no one's a friend to me
Just because they're friends with you
I said it
We're the ones with the most to lose
In a move that leaves niggas no room to choose
I try to listen the way
I wanna be listened to
So once I've seen every face
I will know which ones were true
That's subtext
I don't like being appraised
I don't fucking like it
Don't even look at me, nigga
Remember
What I
Said about
The everyday
At my big age I've learned how to behave
But the tests stay reinventing themselves always
I'm used to losing control and feeling detained
But the glow of my soul's worth more to me than my name
I eat money for dinner every night
30 racks over my head alright
Alright
Alright
Alright
Niggas are all industries favorite food
But some get stuck in tooth and stay there partially chewed
I try to listen the way I wanna be listened to so
I don't end up like the pigeon Vast Aire said never flew
I said it
Go check it
I'm reppin'
My parents were contorted
To build a future where
Their children get extorted
And of course, we can't bear
To tell them
Their efforts
Were consumed
In fire
In fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
The true consumption is that of the rich
And I don't mean on no trendy left shit
The tradition of their habit is all the fine print is
You think you understand ownership
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?