Living Hell Video (MV)

I got a feeling
The world aint really kind to what i feel
They shoving me with needles when i speak out on the real
Aint got no mass appeal, i've been writing this for homies
And if anyone done hold me to my word then thats a deal

I aint concealing what i am
Im high up on the ceiling with a motherf*cking pen
Been writing all my stories, imma say that shit again
And if anyones been doubting they should see how i began

A little kid, inside his little room
With little hopes and dreams, with little left to prove
See at 13, the rope was at its end and the proof?
Its painted on my hands, if you see it, you know too

And there aint no 2 chances
If you already got one, you better f*cking cherish it
I dont talk about it cause that shit feeling embarrasing
But all the people round me got survival on a pedestal

But i dont see the f*cking point
The joint that we all stuck on is ruthless to the noise
If anyone been sitting with some poise better stop it
Show me all your colors i dont wanna hear your voice

I wanna see your shades
Because if you remove all of your colors from the canvas all you get is gray
And if the world was monotone we'd all be living slaves
Enclosed inside normality and casually fade
And i dont wanna fade
I dont wanna live a life thats bound to go away
I wanna leave a legacy behind, and a fortune
Because nowadays buying houses is a dream
Thats extreme
And i've been going at it since a teen
I saw my mom and dad working until they knuckles bleed
Dont ever tell me nothin you dont know how much i bleed
All my veins runnin out from the knife thats up your sleeve

Cause all you snakes
I aint trusting no one in this motherf*cking game
Dont ever give me praise, it was working 2 4 7 all my days
5 0 6 is by my side, we got pace
We been going at it since we met

And i aint got myself in debt
But if the bank could loan out feelings i'd be taking all the rest
Write a check up, so i could feel at least a day again
I've been waking up too sober and too comfortable in bed

I saw me on a stage in a dream that i envisioned
I made that shit a goal, and people see me spitting
I got all of em telling me they see me, i got vision
How the hell can i not believe the shit that i've been living?

This aint a story, this my page and imma fill it
I dont got a rap sheet, but trust me man i did it
Dont gotta talk about it if you dont know what im feelin
I aint never went to prison but the road isnt a joke

I see men tryna feed they families and they get cuffed
Bluffin dont exist if pistols come into the drop
Chop it serve it up on top a platter like im posh
Then you got the guy foamin out the mouth, crashing course

Already paid my dues for all i've ever done
I only wanna give to all the people that i love
I almost lost tomorrow to a broken f*cking heart
I aint talking about bitches man, im talking about scars

I got a little tick inside it beats like its a clock
I love it for existing cause some people dont got none
The reason that im living is to prove what i've become
I got a second chance, and im counting up the sum

Death dont even got it, we gon talk when it gon end
Up until that point, imma do what i do best
I got alot of people telling me to quit the pen
Blank isnt a name, its a feeling to be shared.