Derek Minor - Riddle Me This lyrics

[Verse 1] Riddle me this, riddle me that Why if I wanna rap I need a strap? A couple goons cookin' crack Posted up in the trap, I don't understand that What if I wanna tell y'all that we never got to ball 'Cause my stepdad was gone with a nose full of rock And my momma used to work 40 hours on the line Probably thinkin' that I'm lyin' or I'm … How I'ma tell y'all to sell dope? I watched the dopeman make my family broke I understand that you're trying to survive But my pops smokin' hard and I'm watching him die So excuse me if I ain't trappin' on the beat But I'm rappin' for that boy that got his mammy in the street And she twurkin' for that rock, if my album never pop I'll listen to that homie Doc, he said … [Verse 2] Riddle me this, riddle me that Tell my why you lyin' in your raps I know you tryna make a couple stacks Hear I'm rappin' 'bout the trap and you really feelin' that But everybody know that you really from the 'burbs And unless it's in a tree you ain't never seen a bird You can front all you want, but it's never gon' work 'Cause you just … And even if you get all the fame The attention you want, people screaming your name You be empty inside, and it won't mean a thang 'Cause you just … Go'n say what you want, but I'll tell you in the end I don't never have to move, I'm at home in my skin Checkin' my head when I hear the record spin I'm like … [Verse 3] Riddle me this, riddle me that Why you judging everybody where you at? We know life is a wrestle, matter of fact And I'm watching Mr. Perfect get slammed on the mat See everybody know you ain't got it figured out And when somebody fall you just kick 'em when they're down You hide a whole lot of sin, but we ain't found it out 'Cause you so good at … I know you really feel so guilty Never knew the Lord, cling to things so filthy So you point the finger at others so people won't see you And say, "he just …" Go'n keep it real 'cause I know it's kinda hard Tryna front like you perfect, but the only one is God Sent his Son for your sin, boy you can finally live So … Aye man … You know you ain't perfect … so keep it real.