"Poised on the Cusp" lyrics

All yo problems started with yourself, my nigga, face the facts
Y'all was crying over stupid shit, I was making tracks
I ain't got no time to hear it little nigga, take some laps
Disassociate in front of crackers while I blaze it back
I ain't see your true self, now I'm made privy
How these niggas hating on me? We from the same city
Nigga still tryna buy a stick but keep a blade with me
Thinking that's the lady from dreams, she got the same titties
I ain't never hopping out the game till I made plenty
Wasn't really tryna move no packs, nigga slang fifties
Said he saw me through the back window, they ain't get me
Over jumping through all of these hoops get me paid simply
Used to keep plans A to Z, now I'm all in
I took my Ls to the bank along with my small wins
Whodini & Dumile said watch the ones you call friends
Breaking down the trees while I'm rubbing on her soft skin

Said to come in here when they know they locked me outside
On the cusp of something great my nigga it's about time
They said to come in here when they know they locked me outside
I'm on the cusp of something great my nigga it's about time

The pigs messing with my future
I know a couple feds watching me on the computer
I'm tryna be the richest black man, Mansa Musa
Nigga tryna keep his head straight, buy the Buddah
Patterns of my past I had to let go
Most of them niggas ain't do it but they on death row
I was walking with a half zip inside a red tote
In the wee hours of the night, a nigga bled quotes
I seen it all in my hand through the time wrinkle
I'm tryna move forward just to split it with my people
We threw bullets at them crackers, they can't see you
I saved darts for them niggas who made evil