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I've
Had a ton of sleepless nights
Just to write
Songs that'll guarantee I live right
And maybe I'm wrong
But I'm entitled
To that life right?
Where I get to buy my mom a house
Tell her job peace out
I'm forever on a mission
That I'm bringin to fruition
Born to hustle
Never payin no tuition
Thats
Just me
I just get it as it's comin
I am always up to something
To better me
And the people that I'm lovin
No
Excuses made
Know I need to take action
Shit aint gon fall in my lap
While I sit and do nothin
Gonna have the club jumpin
Got goals that im pole vaulting
Close friends
I all told something
The few on my side
All know something
I look at me
And see
I got everything I need
Success is gon be for me
Not to feed greed
Still there's those
Who don't want me on my feet
Rather see me struggle
Imma stay humble
Never gonna fumble
We gettin 6 figure checks on this side boy
Got a crib and new whip just to ride boy
Leaver action rifle like a mothafuckin cowboy
My whole team and I getting the bag
Dont ask me how boy
We are not alike
I take care of mine
Put me on a mic
I'll hit you with a great line
Dope fiend
Thats the way I rhyme right?
Put an end to your life
If you threaten anyone on my side
People hear me talkin and say that aint you (It can't be)
They still can't believe I really be in the booth (Oh for real?)
Even after claiming it in youth
Even after all the shows
They dont think this shits true
I got an arsenal of words
That'll put your arse in a world
You aint visit before
With a vision
Thats incomparable
I'll flip your mindstate
Like pancakes
Toast you
Like sliced bread
Shit aint sweet
Like bran flakes
We ride around in tinted windows
Semi autos with extendos
Put holes on your block
Turn it into legos
You been on the wrong side
You know that we gon ride
We be everywhere
Theres nowhere to go hide
Third eye open
Bitch I been woke
Heart breaker
Givin chicks a different stroke
I'm not the one to provoke
Leave you in the smoke
Make yo ass choke
I was the wrong one to poke
Just know
We gettin 6 figure checks on this side boy
Got a crib and new whip just to ride boy
Leaver action rifle like a mothafuckin cowboy
My whole team and I getting the bag
Dont ask me how boy
We are not alike
I take care of mine
Put me on a mic
I'll hit you with a great line
Dope fiend
Thats the way I rhyme right?
Put an end to your life
If you threaten anyone on my side