trust the PROCESS ft. saint ember Lyrics

What are you waiting for, to shoot?

That's a fucking mistake

I was the type of young nigga

Leave the barrel empty

Opportunity never came

It never hit me

And in those times

I learn the real truth of playing risky

Like I can't be out here playing with my life nigga

Gotta move

Don't care if it's wrong or right nigga

Yeah

And I just in move silence

Cause I don't like niggas

Specially the "prove you really black to me" type niggas

I never felt accepted

But fuck it though being different like my greatest weapon

Second greatest weapon

Bitch you guessed it

I got these niggas looking at me

Like I'm anorexic

Every time I'm spitting restless

Every time I'm spitting reckless

Why everything I say to you

Gotta be a fucking message

Why can't you just listen to me

When I'm just fucking stressing

No don't lose your soul

Noo noo

Go

You gotta go goo

No don't lose your soul

Noo noo

Go

You gotta go goo

Tribulations, speculating how to make it out

Try and drain this out

With insane amounts

Of assignments in the mind the halothane of doubt

Like how I am behind the pack I work the same amount

Pushing facts, pushing dope

Pushing back, pushing hope

Pushing past, heads of niggas

Who try and fake shit

Cushion wrapped beds, you on some end of the day shit

Opps, like errands I get em out of the way, quick

Slick I know I got it real mean, real clean

Pull up all fresh to the motherfucking scene

Just to be depressed, at the motherfucking scene

Just trying not to lose my soul tonight

Don't lose your soul

Trying not to lose my soul tonight

You gotta go goo

No don't lose your soul

Noo

You gotta go goo