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I done been broke as hell man
Living off my bitch, all type of shit was going on
I ain't rich now, shit but, we on the way
Real niggas fucking with me
Fake niggas all against me
Tryna pretend they friendly
Promise I spot the envy
Promise they won't prevent me from claiming my final victory
Promise I'm too relentless, my tank it ain't never empty
That money motivation
Let's double up this paper
Don't need no validation
Fuck yo' congratulations
Embracing all my greatness
We finna turn them tables
All my desires I'm taking, ain't asking for no favors
I took some heavy losses, fuck it cuz I'm bouncing back though
I tried to make it right with shorty, she ain't know how to act though
And TMC on my chest was my first official tattoo
No limits on my potential, I'm never finna plateau
I think if people been following me, they been knowing that
I'm getting better every time I drop
Every time something come out
Even if the project as a whole isn't better than the last one
They see, they see my progression as an artist
And they see me you know trying to, evolve my, my craft
You know and taking my craft serious
And putting like, you know the foundation of like, the culture first
Like, lyrics
You know what I'm saying
The truth
Aye
Ay listen fuck your feelings
Let's manifest a million
That pressure never bothered me, my spirit too resilient
I want a mansion, we used to live in apartment buildings
Real niggas recognize each other, you look unfamiliar
I'm coming from Chicago
Too many niggas I know
Done had they life took away, for them I pour a bottle
That ecstasy was not the hardest pill for me to swallow
Was giving money to that shit instead of to my car note
I got dependent on a drug and that ain't beneficial
I had to do some soul searching to defeat the issue
These instrumentals is the only place I come to vent to
You should be proud of my progression it was monumental
The struggles that we um, went through and overcame
And still going through
Most definitely just gave us a mentality
When I say us, I mean mean and my team, my brothers
A mentality that, you know, this is nothing
If we can make it pass that and it looked like it was all over
And it was no hope
And it was you know, the end of the road
And it was just like, we was all at our lowest of low
But, we still moved pass that
If conversations ain't bout some paper, then see me later
My occupation, it should be labeled as chicken-chasing
I took a lost, it was basically cuz I got complacent
I stacked a couple bands and started feeling like I made it
It took a year to build it up, I lost it in a month
So keep this shit in mind next time you got the urge to stunt
If you can spend it in a month then you ain't stacked enough
Don't ever take no fucking break my nigga, run it up
I don't feel comfortable
Unless I know I've went above and beyond with my preparation
The things that possibly could happen
If I ain't take real steps to prevent those things, I'm not comfortable
I can't be walking around, you know, charismatic and happy
Nah I gotta make sure, you know, we setting up some type of wealth
Cuz we might've, we might have a little bag right now
But you know a lotta people had a bag right now
And they ended up bad



Авторы: Zach Miller



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