Lyrics
Oh, this what we doin'?
You already know how I'm bomin', man
Gangsta
Man, everyday some new shit
Gotta keep the grip still, even though I'm rich
I'd trust a snake before I ever trust a bitch
A snake gon' be a snake, but that bitch'll probably switch
And ever since, that's been a myth
Yeah, I broke hearts, 'cause I got a cold heart and it's brick (facts)
I got old scars, but I'm stuffin' this Goyard with an M (facts)
I don't write bars, I write art, I'm Picasso with the pen (facts)
'Fore demons, got to know God, now I'm healed and I'm content (facts)
One thing I'll never do is put a hand out (never that)
I'll never need a hand out (no), re-up before I ran out (huh)
Had a dream, makin' plans, now when I make plans, it plans out
Get paid to bring fans out just by runnin' my damn mouth
Just by spittin' that real shit, now I'm on Twitch with the cam out
And I'm never hoppin' on trends, they can go sit while I stand out
Spinnin' back of that big shit, with that big shit, got the can out
Niggas ain't tough, they fanned out
Get fanned down, now his fan down
Just by bein' a damn clown, got his ass sent to the damn clouds
My guys always got it clutched, so when you man up, then it's man down
You would think money grow on trees the way I'm throwin' these bands down
Money never ever been a issue, I would get it then, and I get it now
Back then I would stress shit, now I'm at peace, I ain't trippin' now (never)
Keepin' my distance now (uh-huh)
I was existin' 'til I learned life, now I'm livin' now (facts)
I'm big grown, so that shit I used to be on, I ain't with it now (I ain't with that)
I'm really legit now (facts)
And I took another year off, I know I'm pissin' my fans off (pissin' 'em off)
Writers block, 'cause my mind clutters, smoke a blizz just to clear it off
And, yeah, I got love for this shit, but my hunger in it wearin' off
Went from carin' to care a little, to fuck it, I don't care at all
And I only fear God, other than Him, I don't fear at all
The shit that I went through just to be alive is a miracle