If you ain't with startin' what you finish
Then what's the point of startin'
It way before the beginning?
See, this my gin jam
My water with honey and lemon
I never hang with individuals that don't
See the vision
So what's the point of speakin' my [A]mind
If you [A7ain't gon' listen?
The voice in my [A]head
Could outweigh the difference
You hear the sonics that I'm
Bringin' to [C7]the game
It's not a Sega Genesis
Yeah, I'm golden-era vintage
The money longer than it seem
Like Black women shrinkage
Stɾaight middle fingers to [C7]you
I ain't gotta splint it
Oh, this my [A]jam, isn't it?
See, what's thе point in all
This image that you [A7uρhold?
These ɾappеrs delicate testin' me
Everything I cut cold with every breath
I've been very necessary with steps
I ain't miss a day of therapy yet
My mental health before anything else
'Cause there was [Am7]dark days where I begged the
Man above to [C7]send me a text
What's the point of bein' gangster if
You ain't gangster when it count?
We'll pick that gun up off your hip
We'll pick your mama out a house
Hold yourself accountable for [Dm7]what you [A7count
Check if you [A7wanna carry on [C7]this
Court, then pick up game
Then you [A7should bounce
See, what's the point?
So what's the point of livin' life and [Bm]why?
You're too afraid of pushin' over your pride
(What's the point?)
See, what's the point of bein'
Trapped in your mind
If you [A7ain't think about escapin' sometime?
(What's the point?)
See, what's the point if you
Ain't tap in with God?
I'm prayin' for [Dm7]you, put the flame in you
It's not a painkiller
See, what's the point of
Always cappin' and [Bm]lyin'
If you [A7ain't never gonna capitalize?
(What's the point?)
What's the Rod Stɾickland, the thesis?
The ɾoot of your
Critique, latitude, longitude, peak?
What's the finger callin' them [A]out
Sayin' they did it?
What's the numbers on [C7]the board that
Say if you [A7or they winnin'?
If when the game that they gave us
Leave you [A7a few more plays
And just wishin' that you [A7had more time
You feel you [A7should've played different
Swear I'm livin' through the lens of a
Wiser me lookin' back at me
So every time I make a decision
I'm ɾeally lappin' me
Worried 'bout the casualties of apathy
Really care about shit
I used to [C7]do it bashfully
But what's the point in not lettin'
'em [A]know that I love
Before I'm soakin' from ice meltin'
On the shoulders I've ɾubbed
This pride of mine won't die defined by
Lies designed to [C7]buy my [A]time
So I won't find me
You gotta build your legs to [C7]walk the walk
Before I came to [C7]the light
I did squats in the dark
So what's the point of livin' life and [Bm]why?
You're too afraid of pushin' over your pride
(What's the point?)
See, what's the point of bein'
Trapped in your mind
If you [A7ain't think about escapin' sometime?
(What's the point?)
See, what's the point if you
Ain't tap in with God?
I'm prayin' for [Dm7]you, put the flame in you
It's not a painkiller
See, what's the point of
Always cappin' and [Bm]lyin'
If you [A7ain't never gonna capitalize?
(What's the point?)
