Im Not Here (Prod. J-Chronic)

Im not here for the money Im not here for the fame

Im here for the mistakes I over came Im not here for nobody but myself

twelves year I put this on my shelf had to increase my wealth but not money

but friends If this was Facebook I would get amens

But look I wish I wasn't selfish but if wishes were fishes I would have too much to fry

I can't lie I wish I could cry more so many people I adore die

Ive had so much pain my hearts is about to be tear hows this shit fair

Women, love them they appear Its like i'm in a hotboxed jet So I sit here and smoke my cigarette

check it I'm not here for the gain

Im here to express myself better not to increase my wealth

my healths going down hill hope I don't get killed I wanna build a legacy

roll like i'm on ecstasy I hope I don't cause jealousy

see I guarantee If I get shot my crew will flee I'm just one man speaking his mind

Just one man on his daily grind I ask myself If I die who we'll say goodbye

Im just going to compliant my existence everyone dies I'm not different

Ill be real Im scared of death Is it because of stress maybe yes

Unless I can make progress I guarantee my life will be a mess

why do I let my anger fest everywhere I go I wear my vest and I keep my cross near my chest

when I spit its like i'm possessed Its like god gave me this life as a test

and If you say the wrong words there will be a arrest for murder

but cops keep pushing it further every where I go I keep a burner

In this box I feel confined and I guess thats all thats on my mind