Текст песни DAY VII - VII

I got blood on my hands but the sink been workin great, I
Touched down, tryna learn the chemistry to make time
Been haulin ass fast, fuck a crash and a state line
Cuz stateside, I break minds, or get em out the way, why?
Niggas never played the same game and they keep coachin
When they can't approach it niggas reproach it
When they can take jokes, niggas tweets open
When they can't take votes, niggas keep jokin
When they can't play ghosts, niggas make faces
When they can't make more, niggas keep poaching
My opinion is that all these niggas speak bogus, can't substantiate hate but lame niggas keep hoping
The answer to it never been inside a screen, the sight to see's they think behind a site that they can hide from me
Behind the scenes, your DNA got bitch inside the cytosine, and paired with G, the seam gon split, it all read like a sigh to me
Or like a sign to me to steer clear of near fears and niggas takin time from me
Niggas in the way of everything I see it's time to be
The hero in the building even if you niggas lie to me and I ain't gotta die to see, cuz

I'll be inside until the spring
If you hit the phone with no bread, mine won't even ring
Made a classic out the hotel, I don't even sing
Gave these niggas all my hopes, now, I don't even dream, I
Worked myself to the bones without a team
Built a squad of all my best friends, now, I keep it clean
Look to God amid the stress, He tryna speak to me
Keep Him close through any test, I'll fly by any means, uh

Keep Him close through any test, I'll fly by any means, yeah
Out the window, Malcolm X, I'll fire at anything

What should we all give?
When will the world change?
Who know the best here? Wait, that was the first game
Had us in the first half, you had to feel the work strain
Verses be reverse math, feel like you picked the worst lane
Till it pay back, ignoring when the blade at ya
It could take much, but how much do it take after?
What we give touch souls from how it touched us but let a nigga slip from the fantasy then it's fuck us
Track one was the mindset
Track two was the future
Track three was the wounds, and
Track four was the sutures
Track five, indignation
Track six what we make it
Track VII, I won't miss, sounds resound in the statement
I'll reside in the places that winding time doesn't make it
Winding down as I say this, the price of the pain is greatness
Winding path to the top doesn't end if you grow complacent
So we don't wait in place, half the worth of the wait is pacing

I'll be inside until the spring
If you hit the phone with no bread, mine won't even ring
Made a classic out the hotel, I don't even sing
Gave these niggas all my hopes, now, I don't even dream, I
Worked myself to the bones without a team
Built a squad of all my best friends, now, I keep it clean
Look to God amid the stress, He tryna speak to me
Keep Him close through any test, I'll fly by any means, yeah

Charlie chopped it up