Gerald Walker - Target lyrics

[Verse 1] Don't tell me who the hardest, who pockets the largest, who your f**ing favorite artist Who ain't grow up with his father f** the feelings that you harbor, n***a please don't get me started, cause right about now I'm just doing me Only get so many seconds in this life, and that's a guessta-ment so I estimate its only right That I address em with large excessive sh**, or I might just simply bless em with this new testament cause when I write I spit that gospel sh** you can believe in, know its nothing new but everything does happen for a reason sh** is never random for everything that's on this planet, man plan God laughs few people understand it sh**'ll have you feeling stranded like riders in the wake of the Titanic, and watch out for them fake Sychophantics That's people tryna reach your good side with flattery, I'm dropping j**els I know the devil probably mad at me And making me a target like f** Gerald Walker, at a meeting with his demons saying we gotta make him falter Get his girl to cheat distract him with his father, k** his niece f** with him attack the health of his mother If he drop a song recruit every hater around the globe, and I'll appeal to God himself if I can f**ing take his soul Move now I want everything a go! make this biggest campaign since we did the sh** to Job But I ain't the only target something after you regardless, of race your title or bank that you keep ya money at Religion or the language you speak, aye hold on I just thought about something check it Whether you're a black teen on the south-side of Chicago, or a lilly white baby out in Newtown Connecticut The playing field is leveled baby ain't no second guessing it, sometimes I even question it, why am I [Hook] Target Hey, aye Sometimes I'm feeling like a target Aye, uh It's like everyday damn day and every damn night If I go left and if I go right Lord, I'm feeling like a target Hey hey hey hey [Verse 2] I'm Milwaukee's most hated, but still n***a, Milwaukee's most celebrated most polarizing Hell the most overly debated, if I got clipped n***as probably be elated throw confetti to the sky Scream and shout as they parading, cause I did it when they couldn't even fathom or create it Going down as probably one the mother f**ing greatest, they don't like it you can see it on they faces they hate it and that's exactly whats making me a target I'm saying like a gangster to a cop, a rebel to the CIA the biggies and the Pacs A woman with her sh** together simply tryna shop, but got these n***as tryna holler cause they see her body knocks That mean's its banging, she know they spitting game and it is what it is, cause whats understood don't really need explaining From black men in a nice whip riding the burbs, to white chic's like Lena Dunham on Girls Man we all tryna get it, but get profiled like Pakistan-American's post 9/11 I swear we all connected n***a 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon, no faking no breakin' till we make it Seen hoes turn Chippy D over Mickey D's get on knees, man and try to please n***as for the cheese You can be hood or a graduate from Harvard, swear now and days everybody is a [Hook]