Cousin Chief - Transparent (feat. Herbology) Lyrics

Just let it ride
Let 'em feel this
Aye
Chief
Yo
Like the sun every morning I get high, too
Shine bright as I scribble down my haikus
I need everything I want
Times two
Staring at my reflection, wondering why you?
See I'm the type to roll an eighth and smoke about it
Ironic how my sight is better when the room is cloudy
Look I'm about growth and if you ain't, f*ck from 'round me
I ain't waiting for unqualified people to crown me
Back in 2013
I was plotting, scheming
2015, I was depressed every evening
2017, I was in love with my demons
Now I'm back to tear shit up like a puppy teething
I got nothing to lose, plenty to prove
We was reppin' the 6 before Drake had a view
I tend bars for a cause, yall keep hitting the snooze
You need yak just to rap and you still getting booze
Doing dumb shit just to end up on the news
Sell your souls like hoes for a million views
But you a real nigga and me, I'm confused
Taking unnecessary chances now your family lose
But nevermind me, Cuzz
I'm just lit in my groove
I ain't a killer, but don't push me I'm no regular dude
It's Chief, the loyal lion
C walking to Zion
Keep your mind sharp, you know only iron sharpens iron
The Libraian of this rapping shit, just holding balance
Honed in on my talents, cause every day's a challenge
So every morn', another 24 a gift from God
Thank you
So how you thank Him after?Another chapter pulled from ill resolve
These couple years done peeled some homies off
Another soldier forced to go along without a father
I'm saying
Another daughter searching for his likeness in these niggas
I'm saying
Another woman stuck to raise em single
Shit
This all my observation
These beats alone is how carry on and keep a pulse
Too many masks just leave me people lost
No destination
Sparking rounds for presidential faces
You short?
You fighting for your soul
Better hope the repercussions something you can lay with
Reason why the parents always praying
Corrupted justice wants our pigment faded
But permanent we traced with
And steady tapping in
Drawing figures with my niggas all to follow with and back again
Pass the spins to all our children's kids
Repeat the process, swear it's necessary
With every track there comes a lesson near it
Who's really paid attention?
Tell me
Who is really in this for a difference, not the fame and bitches?
Responses truly horrid
Done seen it all and they the ones that's steady falling off
Drowning in their sauce when babies starving
No formula to measure up their conscience
So Chief and me just penning through the sheets cause it's the least that we can offer
Prescribed a fix where you ain't kicking shit
These hits to scar you