Thank You Freestyle Video (MV)

Too much clutter in my life, let's make some room for success
Yea Life will dog you out, but it be grooming you best
I seen fakes do 360s, turn they back and now they back again

I'm like PAC looking through the rear, while suge niggas watch me baggin in
Struggles can't overcome me, I give it all a fighting chance
Know some people with hands tied but they still be writing plans
If you ain't gotta third eye you'll think that shit is quite useless
I'd rather give it my attention than be giving all excuses
We went through this, looking for place to lay our heads at night
Remember cold winters vividly, with dark skies & broken light
Dried tears on the pillow case, boiling water in the kitchen
They might of stole our cars twice but that love was never missing
Walked to church once a week, while cars steady passed us by
We ain't have much to give, but pastor never asked us why
I was subjected to things early that I'll probably never speak about
I made costly decisions, surely I can't ever take the cheaper route
Deep in thought, I thought life filtered out the bad from the good
Blessed to have father figure, ain't that many good dads in the hood
Looking back, I done shook... many hands with a friend
They turned enemy on me quick when shit crashed toward the end
But again, I stayed true to self, on some Bryson Tiller vibes
I know a girl I touched her heart before I had a chance to fill her thighs
And that's real no lie, I made efforts to get out of this position
Wish I had genie in my life that would grant me my three wishes
One would be me to see all my family and friends eating
To never have to struggle as long as God allows me to breath and...
Two would be the reason that I made this far
Instead of stepping off that metro I'll be driving a car
But afar, I can see all the jealous people hate
Gotta good meal of they own but want they fork up on my plate
But no mistake, I see now i gotta make that enemy my kin
Why you think Judas was with Jesus all the way until the end?
Had to put it in perspective, write my wrongs and seek forgiveness
Pray no one in my circle sees the stuff I had to witness
That pain cut deep but you on that last course
The government took away opportunities but they bought the task force
I know street dudes with good hearts, but made a few bad choices
Angel and devil on they shoulder both with two sad voices
It's a 3 strike rule but they really gone at 2
Look in the mirror, face the demons, the biggest problem is that it's you
Lost my brother in '11, yeah that took me on trip
Seen mama spazz out with tears running towards her bottom lip
Promised her and him I'd make it, and I'll never resort to drugs
But it's hard to blackout heartache when you never get a hug
Shit half the guys I know afraid to show they committed
With habits they formed when they was younger but they wish the could quit it
I get it, it takes time but does time really heal all wounds?
Why we losing people like Nipsey on these streets too soon
Why these mama's getting that call that they son or daughter dead
I'm just tryna send you message, hope you're read recipes on read