"Black Truck (Extended Version)" lyrics

I've been through the fire
I felt embers down my spine
And I've said "World would you please have some mercy on me?
Or could you please lift the curses on me?"
It said, you always did
Like it the hard way since you was a kid
Look at the scars on your leg, you know
You keep choosing the wild road

Ooh, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
I'ma push me a matte all black truck
No, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
I'ma push me a all black truck
I'ma push me a all black truck
I'ma push me a matte all-

I been through the storm
I heard thunder in my heart
And I've said "World would you please shine a light up on me?
Or would you show me a sign you love me?"
It said, you always did
Like it the hard way since you was a kid
Time after time, again
You keep the choosing the wild road

Ooh, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
I'ma push me a matte all black truck
No, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
I'ma push me a all black truck
I'ma push me a all black truck
I'ma push me a matte all black truck

Obstacles like opps, gotta watch my keep, my opticals up
'Cause every soldier stays strapped up in the clutch
And I don't mean toting tools, no I got different weapons
Like a nine in my mind to take in my intellect
Then I aim it at anybody that threatening my set
When I say set this like the kin that still call me by my pet name
Baby you don't got to guess I did it to express
And ain't no need to stress just keep a vest over your chest
Meaning don't be taking bullets wounds that keeps you in your wrong
Feelin' less than impressed just keep it cool
Painting up the city with my hue, they like it they say "ooh ooh"
Plus I stay true despite what you do
And I keep my feet down, my head up, my cool cool
I remember saddlers like "You now you cool cool"
Never been a saddler, high tides are more like my rides
Either that or a matte black truck like the Lexus for my papa
Rest in peace my papa keep eye out for your baby daughter
My spirit so shotta pew pew, so why even bother
You got a lot of nerves but my fuze is much shorter
Ha-ha-ha, I'll cut you off like my old split ends, yeah
Then ascend like the Phoenix again
And Venus said keep 'em barred up so I'm back to the pen
And I got vision in my mind like Steve Lin
Mister Mars been singing choruses for my long lost kin, yeah yeah yeah yeah