Nate Fox - No One But Me lyrics

Hook (2x) Low head, High Step I believe in what I'm doing But they ain't convinced yet, nah I been low, I been down But ain't no one but me Gonna turn my life around, yeah Only you can turn your life around, yeah Only you can turn your life (Mick Jenkins Verse 1) And I would never give that man no fish Teach a n***a how to catch his own Roll a joint or we can match a zone Hooked to the style like the jackets I got Velcro patches on They gonna try to rip me off n***as barely even on n***as barely went to prom They still tryin to send me off Nurse is tryin to send me home She seen one too many coughs They'll hit you with the breaks Like a condom Its unexpected Its easy to get your consciousness Pregnant with negatives I Watch and fake the confidence Fishing for empty compliments They just play kind to it They don't see the consequences Stop Sleeping on the fact That we built this nation from nothing From cotton - that's too much genius Can't stop it, that's on my soul - Stop Feeding what impress us To include a soul Accept it Just the presence is a blessing And they already know (Hook) (Izzy Strange Verse 2 ) Demons sitting on my chest My body's in paralysis Pressures pushing me to depths I ain't ever know exist I'm just tryin to catch my breath All the candles blown Can't make another wish All my problems I will own And watch these walls break another fist Whatevers falling first I've been picking up the pieces So I guess I'm well rehearsed Well reserved Put it in reverse Make sure I k** it worse Shotgun was the word When i'm rolling in the hearse I just want to make it to the other side of the moon Other side of the fence, other side of the crack spoon Are we making rent? making due? making friends? Making true to who I want to be in the end? How much time you got to spend? I'll be here forever Even after they k** the trend Even after they fill us in Happily ever after, my friend Every after math re-begins Tell me where you been? I been calling on a bunch of ghosts Well, whoopee There's gold south of the burgh So book me You might not see the path But you'll see where it took me Never did the math Too busy playing hooky Been trying to throw me off But still ain't ever shook me Hit the mic without a cough You ain't playing with a rookie Or reg bushy One tough cookie Just keep pushing Like beat p**y Each lesson is a blessing But you already know (hook)