Am I Good Enough (feat. Zay Heath)

So let's talk
Some of us are picture perfect
Some of us want pictures worth it
Tell me what you see at night when your vision blurry
Do you think about them choices that don't fit your purpose
Or you just gone fake it til you make it til the curtains closing
Your only competition who you was on yesterday
I'm always thanking God when He let me breathe another day
Mr. Floyd I been so sick since they took your breath away
And Breonna Taylor went to bed and then she woke at heaven gates
Heavens sakes when it's time I hope it's room for me
Cause I know it's pretty full the way they take us off these streets
Praying for my nigga Ty the homie really need some peace
Last month he lost his brothers over 10 grams of weed
And now y'all got the nerve to ask us why we keep a piece
Cause it's babies dying before they even get a chance to speak
If it's bout my lady or my family we 100 deep
All these niggas wanna buzz don't know how y'all let it be
Am I not good enough?
Am I not hood enough?
Am I not real enough?
Fuck what all of they be saying roll up while this Zay Heath playing
Am I not good enough?
Am I not hood enough?
Am I not real enough?
Fuck what all of they be saying roll up while this Zay Heath playing
Scattered depression been tryna rob me from my blessings
Wasn't raised in Florida but doesn't mean that I wasn't destined
To be the one who got the vision and to push the message
For the ones who got it but second guess it before they get it
This a safe place but I could still tell you damage
Tryna maneuver cards and tribulations that you been handed
You take the xanny's and the addies to decrease the damage
Hating that you pop em but always knew this how you managed
When Ryan died a nigga lost his spark for 7 months
Some in my dreams that brodie told me got to level up
Never get consumed by what the government be telling us
Cause truth is always hitting til you start to open pages up
What the fuck you play me for? People been a slave before
Ain't no second chances just a shot with nothing less or more
Nana always told me stay humble whether rich or poor
Fuck you think we speaking for?
Fuck you think I'm preaching for?
We can build our own we did it once ok it's time for more
If you see it you can get it fuck around and open doors
We magical like Gryffindor
Smoking on some Harry Potter
Make you see dumbledore or fuck a couple whores
Lemme stop my mama listening
Know she play me in the kitchen
Good Sunday supper only thing what a nigga missing
Really hope what you been dishing good for the streets
And if you down with the opps ween vegan to no beef
Full Circle