Honest lyrics

[Verse]
Pressed for time, ain't enough hours in the day tho'
So I just get high and lay low
A clock ticking, and every second is like a two minute warning
Tick, tick, tick (tick, tick, tick)
I didn't practice for this sh*t, I ain't prepared for it
Pressing forward, presence dormant
Flow off kilter but sh*t I'm still up on it
Right in the pocket where I need to be
I feel like Elway in '93
Tons of potential, I ain't got a ring
A lot of losses, fiending for a win
The underdog complex, it's either me or them
I'm 'bout to drown in the sea I'm in
I got connected with the BPM like I don't even need a pen
I'd rather talk about the sh*t I feel
I give a f*ck about opinions and who think it's real, for real
I never listen man, where it get me?
Out in California, driving in the Benz counting hundreds and fifties
And that's progression at it's f*cking best
But they would rather see me struggling and stressed, settling for less
Still in the basement doing sh*t for free, my n*gga please
That false reality identity ain't made for me
Made some adjustments so that I could live more comfortably
Ain't fighting for no false beliefs when they would never fight for me
Jumped up off the f*cking porch, a n*gga had to spread his wings
Yeah I stuck the landing and I soared, but that was self belief
It's too late to turn back now, I'm on this one-way
The first seat in first class, taking off on the runway
But most of these n*ggas got it f*cked up for real though
You couldn't have walked a mile in my shoes, that's just not possible
You n*ggas don't have the damn fortitude to beat the obstacles
I'm looking around like what should I do?
Just keep it moving
No sense in stopping or pausing, this mind state is appalling
Like Pistol Pete, I went all in
I'm just shaking defenders, I make 'em remember
My heart done turned as cold as December
In terms of roles, I played the king and man these n*ggas is Simba
Mustafa the stopper, Ibaka with the way that I block 'em
Don't bring that bullsh*t 'round me, no
I cancel that like Nino
Am I my brothers keeper? Yeah you goddamn right
The only problem is that just extends to me, myself and I
Nobody else, I got myself, that's numero uno
And you would feel the same n*gga, if you knew what I knew
If you done seen what I seen
If you done been where I been
I'm in the conversation like apostrophes and hyphens
These n*ggas getting amped off of yes men and hype men
But can't get your career off the ground like white men
[Outro]
I just tell 'em be honest, eh, be up
I just tell 'em be honest, eh, be up
I think I'm beyond it, eh, be up
I said I'm beyond it, eh, be up
I tell 'em be honest, eh, be up
I said I'm beyond it, eh, be up