Israel Naor - My Autobiography Lyrics

I grew up a king of screw ups
Find me in grandview
Sitting amongst the crowd
Look around all I see is pawns and bishops
Make your move nigga hope it's the right one
We know them dogs waiting for us to slip up
Waiting to catch us
I don't know if it's my paranoia
But it's more snakes around us
Rappers dying everyday
I pray I'm not next up
Just understand if I call you my brother
I'll risk jail for ya
I'll risk my ownself for ya
I love yo momma like my momma too
And yo siblings man I'm down for you
Just be aware
If you fail me
You should be very scared
If I stop speaking just know I'm bringing hell
Apologies I'm caught up in myself
With all these philosophies around me
I'm concerned with my wealth
I'm concerned for my health
I have trouble talking bout my problems
To me that's alarming
I can't go to sleep because my mind on war time
I used to think all the bad would blow by
Used to be in those layup lines just tryna take flight
I wanna do right
I find peace when I pick up the pen and I begin to write
Talk about my life
What I've been through
Like the time
When I didn't have food
Only a dollar to my name
I'm staying at friends
Oh and I got finals too
Tryna make it through highschool
Geometry wasn't my only issue
Trapped in a circle I was tryna get loose
The lawyers were saying the same thing
What's new?
Tryna force me to see my pops
They had some screws loose
To the social worker who threatened me with jail
Bitch f*ck you
Looking how far we done came
Even though we changed
Things still feel the same
I feel like I can never have friends only family
Because niggas say they there
But they plot on me early
I feel like I can't say what's on my brain
The only time I can say how feel
Is in between 16 bars
If you wanna know what's really real
I want something that lasts longer than a sports car
More expensive then the most blinged out chain
Better than having a hunid thousand in the tuck
What I really want is to feel loved
I'm come from a place where roses don't grow
To make it's like you gotta sell yo soul
I'm from a place filled with ghosts
Some of them alive
But they dead inside
Have me questioning is this really right
Last time we was high on life
I was like 15
Ambitions set on finer things
In and out of court
I was Dribbling like cp3
If I could grow wings
I would fly like Jordan
Everytime I jump
I land hard on the concrete
I'm having flashbacks
Momma quit calling me
Clearly you didn't see what I seen
That bruise on my back
Oh yeah that was just make believe
See as for y'all
I'm tryna paint the picture
Step into my shoes
I swear it gets Claritin clear
I Preserved, peep the atmosphere
No one can interfere
I feel like it's my rookie year
I'm destined for the stratosphere
Failure ain't an option
And it ain't my biggest fear
I'm scared to put myself out here
For in fear that I'll be forgotten
I'm scared to share my pain
Because every time I've opened up
Someone left me scared
I'm calling out for love but it feels so far
I'm sharing my thoughts
I hope this made you stop and listen
Thank you for your time
This my autobiography