Текст песни Eye For An Eye - H.3.A.L

You a broke rapper
Stop chasing something you can't get after
No nigga own me, i'm my own massa
Sick 'em all, sick 'em all my bitches are some bastards
I didn't care nigga so I didn't ask 'em
What's the point of dressing broke when you rich
A broke nigga couldn't fathom
I heard you in a struggle damn I can't imagine
You left me down on my dick, and now a nigga still living broke thinking he done struck Some gold
I love my family and friends but i'm paranoid so I keep enemies close
Put a nail in the coffin, make sure it stay closed
I'm peaking out my blinds I can see death knocking on my door
I been dead all along nigga did you really know

Hey young me I used to be like you
Get hoes like you, even though we not far apart
You working on yourself and that's a work of art
Damn did you know? Ya' cousin still repping c-notes
Did you know? Niggas still trynna copy Ceelo
Did you know? You that nigga that she missing out
Did you know? You stress too much nigga, stop stressing out
Did you know? You shared ya' wealth with ya' niggas in the drought
Did you know?