Black Truck Extended Version
[Verse 1]
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 --
You keep choosing the wide road"

[Chorus]
Ohh, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
Now I'ma push me a matte all black truck
Oh, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
Now I'ma push me a all black, truck
Now I'ma push me a all black, truck
Now I'ma push me a matte all-
[Verse 2]
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 ooh
You keep choosing the wild road"

[Chorus]
Ohh, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
Now I'ma push me a matte all black truck
Oh, I'm not sorry
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
Now I'ma push me a all black, truck
Now I'ma push me a all black, truck
I'ma push me a matte all black truck

[Verse 3]
Obstacles like opps, gotta watch 'em, I 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, a tec in my intellect
Then I aim it at anybody that's threatening my set
When I say set that's like the kin that still call me by my pet name
Baby, you don't got to guess I lived it to express
Ain’t no need to stress, just keep a vest over your chest
Meaning don’t be taking bullet wounds that keep you in your room
Feelin’ less than impressed, just keep it cool
Painting up the city with my hue, ooh 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 crew cool
I remember settlers like "You know, you cool cool"
Never been a settler, high tides are more like my ride
Either that, or a matte black truck like the Lexus for my papa
Rest in peace my papa, keep eye out for baby daughter
My spirit so Shotta pew pew, so why even bother
You got a lot of nerve but my fuse is much shorter
Ha-ha-ha, I’ll cut you off like my old split ends, yeah
Then ascend like the Phoenix again
Venus said keep 'em barred up so I’m back to the pen
And I got visions in my mind like Steveland
Mr. Morris been singing choruses for my long lost kin, yeah