Hard Truths Tesla Chapman (Ft. $odaMan)

(Verse 1: Te$la Chapman)
It pains me to say
Most these rap niggas is fake
I hope that the words that you say
Match up with your life or else it will get taken
No Jin Kazama
Know some hood niggas that'll keep the chopper
Ventilate a nigga, rush him to the doctor
Word hit the block, now the cops at your door
Explaining your death to your mama
You really think she want that drama?
All because you around the hood trying to tote around a llama
These niggas stay up on Twitter
Instigating some beef
You see your mans in the street
But you don't hear not a peep
It ain't that deep, yet you always wanna stay in the mix
But when it's game over, you scramble to pick up the sticks?
Stay off the block
It's bad for your health
Nobody told you it's cool to just be yourself?
You listen to the wrong people
Now you stuck in a vice
They killing niggas over simple shit like shooting dice
It's sad to say that nobody values a life
So every time I leave the crib, I always keep me a knife, Te$la