Sympathy
(verse 1)
Nigga Ian have shit I was broke
Damn near poor
Ian even have a bed
Had to sleep on the floor
I went from not having shit
To 15 for a show
Started getting a lil money
Knew I needed some more
93 numb the pain
I just needed some dope
I remember being 15 hoping to blow
That's why I pride myself on my wrist being cold
I promised myself that my songs gone be Platinum
Even way back when my necklace was gold
14k
I prayed to God
Then my necklace got froze
I painted a picture
And murder she wrote
If you in my way you a victim
So many nights we was cold
No heat
So we had to use the stove
Sick of bitches in my face
They do the most
Nobody supported me
Bitch I made it just to shit on my enemies
I was fighting when Ian have the energy
Still ain't ask for no sympathy
(Hook)
Sometimes it wasn't shit under the Christmas tree
I remember them images very vividly
I remember can't my about the time
Or my memories
Nigga I was going through pain and misery
So when I make it
A nigga or bitch bet not expect shit from me
Sometimes people laughed
They would mimic me
Still a nigga wasn't asking for no sympathy
Sympathy
Sympathy
A nigga still wasn't asking for no sympathy

(Verse2)
A nigga wasn't asking for your sympathy
I remember hard times drinking out the kitchen sink
Knew my old plan wasn't working
So I had to do some shit differently
You ain't know me back then
Now you remember me
When you cosigned niggas talking bout killing me
I don't need that fake love around me simply
I gave my heart to some people
But silly me
I was down
Now they looking up and​ it tickles me
Only had one girl support the movement
Before the process
She was my hope
And my motivation for self progress
So rip everything like my last breath
My fast steps I'm willing to take
When shit ain't go right
It took a mad left
I'm the one that myself was mad at
I realized she was the only one I had left
(Hook)

(Verse3)
Couple niggas stayed real and I love em
Couple women stayed here when I was nothing
When I couldn't pay the bills
I was struggling
Nigga I had to play the field
I was hustling
Now that I'm something
I do a whole lotta stunting
I was broke
Now I gotta whole lotta money
Use to cherish other rappers
Ian know I would become it
To show I love you
You gone feel it in your stomach
You can have it if you really really want it
I was fucked up back then Ian ask for no sympathy
Got better mentally and lyrically
And a nigga won't get shit for me
Baby move your hips
You being a little too stiff for me

(Hook)