A List of Withouts

[Verse 1]

One time for setbacks, one time for progress

Have hatred for the matrix or fall in love with the process

Not enough sleep and way too many prospects

Always feeling fatigue but I have yet to need alarm set

I'm just 'bout the realest of things, ain't that the logic?

Lie awake with a dream and then fall asleep with a concept

I hear a lot of chatter about hustling on the daily

But when did the discussion come pay me? Never

This the man that's behind the words that do whatever it takes

I'm not too proud to eat the scrapings off plates, turn your nose up

You missing out, what this about? Having holdups?

Well you can eat the chips on your shoulder, know what?

That ain't something that you can learn, but on the way you could earn

Rode through the fixes and the clenches, never make a U-Turn

And if you do, you ain't ready for what anything cost

Youngin' you soft, run along with your loss and step off

[Chorus]

You ain't got the skills for this, nah, you ain't got the build for this

Nah, you ain't got the real for this, you ain't got the chill for this

Nah, you ain't got the smarts for this

Nah, you ain't got the art for this, you ain't got the ear for this

Nah, you ain't got the tears for this

Nah, you ain't got the fear for this, you ain't got the years for this

Nah, you ain't got the heart for this

Nah, you ain't got the art for this, turn it up

[Verse 2]

When do I not have a lot on my mind

Contemplating what to do with my time

I'm pursuing a grind that runs faster than my passion and I'm

Tryna match it with the habit to shine

Money coming and going, predict the pattern what I'm tryna define

Already knowing is a tragic decline before the show end

Show up with a "I know what" instead of "why"

The answer ain't in the sky, don't expect a reply

I'm just expecting decline, I'm scared to death that

This the best I'ma get before God come and collect his breath back

Lakeen yakhi fluse biad nas Al-muslameen

'Aref al-haqikha gareeb, so I don't sweat that

I got a lot of blessings at stake, and I would hate to take them

All in the vein like I was shooting up base

I'm in the trap you might know what it states

A Murryland boy who wants the world to rejoice at my recording of tapes

Y'all don't hear me why

[Chorus]

You ain't got the skills for this, nah, you ain't got the build for this

Nah, you ain't got the real for this, you ain't got the chill for this

Nah, you ain't got the smarts for this

Nah, you ain't got the art for this, you ain't got the ear for this

Nah, you ain't got the tears for this

Nah, you ain't got the fear for this, you ain't got the years for this

Nah, you ain't got the heart for this

Nah, you ain't got the art for this, turn it up

[Verse 3]

My mother worked the register all the way through her pregnancy

Less than a week from getting me she was working to better me

Pop's selling coke out on Lanny Park in the '70s

He hustled for the struggle to stop the troubles ahead of me

That's when he had a diner off of New Hampshire Ave

Didn't last, Reaganomics set the market to crash

When I'm back home I always make a point to go past

To see the spot as a reminder of how the good could go bad

This the world that I inherited, furthered it through the murderous

Weak, and meagre the nervousness, look at me, I'm impervious

Take your best shot and make sure that I'm done

'Cause if I'm not I'll come back to take the life from your lungs

I fight The Good Fight, the merits of my actions is slow

Overnight: Nothing worth it would grow

This I learned from the modest of folks, fake artists with your targets to blow

Y'all implode, we ain't guarding your soul

Yeah

[Chorus]

You ain't got the skills for this, nah, you ain't got the build for this

Nah, you ain't got the real for this, you ain't got the chill for this

Nah, you ain't got the smarts for this

Nah, you ain't got the art for this, you ain't got the ear for this

Nah, you ain't got the tears for this

Nah, you ain't got the fear for this, you ain't got the years for this

Nah, you ain't got the heart for this

Nah, you ain't got the art for this, turn it up