{Intro: Shawn May}
Ain't no sympathy
Coming for a ni**a like me x3
{Verse: Shawn May}
Ain’t no sympathy
Coming for a ni**a like me
Coming up from the dirt concrete
Past grief
Migrating with my past life trekking in the street
Journey of a thousand miles, couldn't fathom at the least
Forsaken all my pride to get an ounce of good relief
Couldn't have my baby crying for her father, I’m her peace ay
Homeless man running to the summit, that was me ay
Higher purpose calling, had to struggle for release
Been teasing God for too long
23 of tripping every step, i been wrong
Always sumthing every song ay
Proper preparation always had to guide me
With some pessimistic ties blinding hope to find me
Ain't no sympathy
Coming for a ni**a like me
Had to rinse and repeat
Every time I lost belief
Every time I been complacent
Wasting minutes with the ease
So I look up to the sky, I stare and cry for all to see