still been workin at the same job, white chevy and I'll never get a paint job, keep the 38 locked in the glove box
wanna try me we can rock the gloves on, cause I never wanna fight nobody cause I got no money for the med bills, Ilya philly be
shootin at em with them med skill, after something bigger than a dream took a red pill, bitches never get back with me but I send
a text still

light weight 2 shots to the face dead, got no commas in my bank but I chase bread, first blood in my lane so I stay fed
you only care about the game what my ex said, now you wanna hit me up, you see me comin up, like I aint see that shit you're pullin
bitch you know I'll call your bluff but all I need is my day ones, ive known em for 2 months, I swear if I make it I wont forget what i
came from, I started from nothin I'm talkin literally nothing, I havent seen a label yet but I can feel it its comin, i got a pill
in my stomach for when I'm scalin the summit im shakin thinkin bout it never thought of what im becoming I hate my old self,
never thought of anybody but my own self, but who am I kidding fuck everybody else, like they in my business like they providing help,

like storyful, fuck you, my shit is my own shit, i see you lookin at me tryna get in my profit, dont need your shitty
promo cause I promise I got this, dont got that much exposure but im never gon stop this, so suck on my cock bitch


aye lil dicky, tryna see if you wanna get with me, not in the gay way but maybe we can kick it, talk about our cities and the shit that
we been gettin in, tryna do the funny rap and havin trouble fittin in, i dont got bitches and I dont got hoes but
maybe we could pull em if we ever did a show and take em back to the hotel and make us some rotel,and take em on the bus and
maybe get us some road tail

could never top the level of the cleverness of your analogies, I only made it to 11th grade I hate it but im proud of me
vocabulary aint the greatest but i make it seem to be, I'd say we could get faded but I had to stop the weed, anxiety took over me
you lying don't get close to me, im trying to be something more than what Im meant to be my heart stayin empty but Im stayin busy
I keep my brain occupied several identities


Bitch I been living low, motha fuckas wanna see me choke, Im the motha fucka with a all black soul
never come and see me when im only down the road, see me comin up and now you wanna be my bro,
you know how it goes when you're making moves, tryna get up out my city what I got to lose
but im pretty confident in my ability to really see who really there for me and wanna see me
make it in the industry my enemies befriending me its clear to me that entities have entered me
to show exactly what im meant to be i put the past behind me cause im headed toward my destiny
im picking up the pieces i cant seem to find the rest of me

but maybe this is best for me, all the negative shit thats going on around me was a test to me
im on a mission and im feinin for it desperately, i try to word it best I can it to make it sound respectfully
but fuck approval i dont want a partnership I'll just refuse em, they spark an interest in me i just shut em down defuse em
kept my marbles in a jar but I just seem to lose em, my haters are like heroin I just abuse em