Conway the Machine, T.I., Novel — Wild Chapters

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In the Rolls truck, waitin’ for the light change
Thinking damn, I came from the bottom, look how my life changed
And all I did was write pain
But I’m still runnin’ the streets, line the hope one day I might change
My road through the trenches wasn’t the cleanest
I know I ain’t perfect, I lied and I cheated
I know some of the shit I was doin’ was too egregious
Told my girl, «I apologize», this time, I mean it
You know I got a good heart, yo, you seen it
Look at all the niggas I look out for, people I’m feedin’
Yeah, I had a son a lil’ while after
And when he died, know it was hard for you to smile after
While all that was goin’ on, I had a child after
So how the fuck I’m ‘posed to be a proud rapper?
Story of my life, shit got wild chapters

I’m so fried all day
On my grind always
Seen some foul, foul times
In this wild, wild life
And I ain’t even trippin’, no
Since the world we live in is so cold

Uh, been dealing and sinning from the beginning
Do whatever it take to make double profit percentage
From the stoops and the benches to ‘partment project with fences
Shit, we out just tryna get up out the trenches
Elevate your comprehension, consolidate your vision
If you were born to stand out, you wasn’t meant to fit in
Remember car too clean to let a sucka sit in
This trap music shit mad, show you how it began
In every loss, you find a lesson, make a life investment
But at the end man live a trap life, the shit these rap niggas act like
See, I know how it feel to be behind the wheel
With a trunk full of dope, blue lights in the mirror
License and insurance, give it to ’em chill
You either play this shit perfect or you go to jail
From hopin’ I ain’t got no warrants to Florence, Italy tourin’
Machine and the King, from Bankhead beyond
God damn

I’m so fried all day
On my grind always
Seen some foul, foul times
In this wild, wild life
And I ain’t even trippin’, no
Since the world we live in is so cold
And I ain’t even trippin’, no
Since the world we live in is so cold

Put it all on the line, just a sign of the times
Try to keep peace of mind, it’s a flaw by design
Pray to God to keep my sister alive
Down the Hennessy to keep the memories from fallin’ out of my eyes
I seen some wild chapters, dealt with grief in all stages
Turnin’ all the pages, deeper than Neil Gaiman
The world is in a hurry, it’s hard to instill patience
We due for reparations and niggas is still waitin’
I sit in silence, lookin’ for silver linings
I feel like Robin Williams, laughin’ to keep from cryin’
You’d understand too, if you only stood where I am
On the hills of Jerusalem, in the city of Zion

I’m so fried all day
On my grind always
Seen some foul, foul times
In this wild, wild life
And I ain’t even trippin’, no
Since the world we live in is so cold
(Cold, so cold, so cold)