[Lyric] Graveyard Hours 6 Minute Freestyle (Shyy Kidd)

I spent over a decade on my empire
Connecting wires like spiderman, Tobey McGuire
I'm working early even working through the after-hours
My mental state is changing rapidly, as I age
At 24 I’m really thankful having my space
In an era, where they judge you off of social status
From followers to comments as if it fucking matters
I follow people but it's not in the form ya'll talking
You steady talking, I’m the only one that is walking
Don't get it twisted bout my image if you think it's slipping
I promise you I move in silence, case you didn't listen
Heard the stories how I'm ill cause my pen wis sick
This comes from putting in the work, upgrading bars
I throw my punches when it matters, gotta make it count
A shy nigga from the city tryna make it out
The problem is I got connects but do they see a star
I keep my pennies in my pocket, so I never starve
Remember day to day struggle, man it's really hard
At times my soul is losing comfort when the bibles closed
Had to open up the word, if I feel exposed
On the topic of friends, they said I lost many
Translation, what it mean I never had any
Take a guess, did I lose em over fucking pennies?
Hell no, I saw the good in too many people
How they treated me was wrong, and beyond evil
Let's just say they didn't like it when I woken up
And saw their souls for what it was, so I spoken up
Did a full windmill to pointing out my flaws
I never claimed to be a dime that ya’ll fault
The problem here is you couldn’t see what I could see
I been my own and ya'll niggas still comparing me
Forreal, they started scaring me
Had them dreams turn to nightmares candidly
How you demanding that I answer but won’t answer me
Interrogating if I'm loyal, that offended me
Loyalty is my blood, they abandoned me
To all the women that I loved, was a big mistake
Chasing pussy, chose to rhyme was the realest way
Falling back from finding love, until the time is right
It still gets a little lonely here every night
I been played, laughed at, stabbed with a knife
Not in physical, I'm talking bout my heart
It took a while just to heal from the very start
This one girl had my eyes for so many years
I took a chance, you can guess where it go from here
Didn't feel the same way, left my soul to drown
I remember I’m the king, where's my fucking crown
A year later tried again, hit a brick wall
This what happens when you think that you got it all
And play it off like the answer wasn't stuck at all
She made it clear I was a nice guy, not the same type that she preferred as the right guy
Threw the fingers up, turned around to the sunshine
Then closed the door on my way to the next one
Gotta hear that story, I was played like Nintendo
Ironically, I'm old school traditional
All my love is real, ya'll stuck in digital
Can't face the fate, they'll knock your penacle
I'm seeing red, and they asking what is into you
This other girl started off as very innocent
Started dating but we never gotten intimate
On some censor shit
Like anime blurring out the private part
I'm transparent you can see through the private part
As an artist, I'm open to whoever asking
Long as you don't turn that info into ammunition
Right back to the story we were going strong
But in my heart, it was telling me it's feeling wrong
Sure enough, that dark day came to very light
Ugly split between the lines, from that same fight
Apologized for it like it's my fault, big mistake on my end, so it's my loss
She ain't never wrong, how the hell its my fault?
Did the dumbest thing I could very next month
Got back together
It didn't last the second time when we got together
Stopped texting me at random, and she went ghost
My instincts kicking in, holding bare rope
Hands burning, holding on to whats leaving weight
I took the hint and I'm never playing round wit fate
Hopping over gates
She said lets be friends, so she doesn't want me
Why the hell you went ghost and just now told me
A week later, now you texting with another guy
I should've known, you were sliding with another guy
At that point, I was disgusted with your sickish ways
This the end of days, time to get paid
I made sure to keep it clean when I Bill Gate
Blue Money, got away with a clean slate
Then a couple weeks later, she would send a text
To question me about my life and where my heart is left
I gave an answer and it wasn't what she would expect
Her heart couldn't bare to lose me from a fucking text
Blood boiled like a hot pot on the stove
Just thinking that I really went against the code
Been stupid for that choice, only Lord knows
I got played, just from locking down a fucking hoe
With my family, in here I feel all alone
I'm like the last of my kind and it really shows
Everybody that I meet turn to fucking ghost
Maybe I should celebrate it with a fucking toast
Now that its over, I'm acceptable
Whatever done to me is done to me I'm way past it bro
I had a thing for this chick, I wasn't thinking closely
Only thought bout the pussy, nigga feeling lonely
Turned me down over height difference
But The bitch came up shorter than me not a slight difference
Intuition works when its really off
I promise you I use my brain, never shut it off
Some people really think you dumb in the dark light
I pretend that I'm dark in the mere night
So when they think they got it figured, I can make the cut
Then leave em shocked as if they didn't know it's coming up
You people fucking up
Time to buckle up
I'm running outta space to vent, let me wrap it up
Just a couple more lines, so it's adding up
If I knew you in the past and you fucked me over
Don't worry bout it, my success will be an I told ya
Some of yall maybe lonely, hope your parents hold ya
Just be thankful, I ain't make the choice to fucking fold ya
Fuck you all, eat a dick, drown in shit
Anything you imagine, oh well you's a bitch
Bullshit that you spit, I could use a full clip
This is all that I wrote, middle finger take a pic