Lyrics
You can have it all and be miss directed
You can be hella respected and get disrespected
I got battle scars that be disinfected
I done got out of cars that was hit with led
I guess it's just my blessings
Why you looking at me doubting like you ain't know I'm the truth
I done seen people turn Superman inside the booth
I done seen almost everything I never been a groupie though
The world going through it but they worried bout the Super Bowl
I never worked a job I said where the plug at
Ain't worried bout a hater I say where the love at
And what we gotta do to get this whole club packed
Give some free champagne to all these lil club rats
And shout out to my dawg doin Tatts he ain't gotta rap
Long as you stack and make it out then I'm proud of that
I didn't know the right path but I found a map
Now I'm like a ticking time bomb in an hour glass (let's go)
A lot of shit I should be soured at (why)
I'm gaining power while you go and take a power nap (facts)
A rose garden where I go and get my flowers at
But nothing ain't over till it's over tryna tell em that
Ain't no friends in this industry
A lot of artist follow trends in this industry
Got miss led by the industry
Even went and put on a dress for the industry (it's crazy)
Man I thought this was street music
And if the judge throw the book at me I read through it
Man I'm just like you I done been through it
Man I'm just like you I done been through it
I done trashed a hotel out in Vancouver once
I done been in LA in a jam with some guns
I done held down my man in a plan for some funds
And that plan didn't work now it's back to the crumbs
All these birds fly south in the winter when it snows
All these trips to Miami be the pinnacle of hoes
Don't be looking at me like it's literal I know
Cause I can only fuck with it if I feel it in my soul
Every set back that I had was like a lil hick up (lil one)
Every flight to NYC went out of Billy Bishop (Tdot)