Released on April 2, 2018

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They gon' try to keep me broke boy

Get it how I can

Put myself to work

I ain’t got no open hands

All I do is keep my head up

Look right up to God now

Peeking to my left and right

Got angels on my side now

They gon' try to keep me broke boy

Get it how I can

Put myself to work

I ain’t got no open hands

All I do is keep my head up

Look right up to God now

Peeking to my left and right

Got angels on my side now

All year I done got through it

Smoke one and I got to it

All the drugs in my system, man

What hell am I doing, damn

Popped a bean, and I drank still

Goin’ hard for my rank still

Smile on my face but I got pain all in my brain still

When it rains pours

Open up the doors

Scoring off the board

Always wanted more

I got layup after layup

Every night I stay up

Finessin' like a finger roll

Told you put me on the road

Year ago I wasn't doin shit

Year ago I didn’t have hits

Everybody fell off on me

So I got back on my hustle quick

They gon' try to keep me broke boy

Get it how I can

Put myself to work

I ain’t got no open hands

All I do is keep my head up

Look right up to God now

Peeking to my left and right

Got angels on my side now

They gon' try to keep me broke boy

Get it how I can

Put myself to work

I ain’t got no open hands

All I do is keep my head up

Look right up to God now

Peeking to my left and right

Got angels on my side now

World weighing down on my shoulders

Whole game made my heart colder

Used to it, I’m a vet now

Got sure shot hits, putting bets down

Say, all I know is this struggle

All I know is this hustle

Put years in so I stay win

I got respect up from a pad and pen

I'm blessed boy

Feel the pain and share the glory

Young dreamer, so overlooked

All day just work and cook

Wrote the rules, note by the book

Pullin’ up, leave your gang shook

Know you see me, boy, made you look

Got swag, homie, yeah made you look

Ain’t seen my dad in five years

Used to think about how he wasn't there

Honestly I shouldn't really care

‘Cause most of life isn't really fair

But I rolled the dice and I won bitch

You played it safe got none bitch

Most of these artists my son bitch

I stole the game, watch me run with it

They gon' try to keep me broke boy

Get it how I can

Put myself to work

I ain’t got no open hands

All I do is keep my head up

Look right up to God now

Peeking to my left and right

Got angels on my side now

They gon' try to keep me broke boy

Get it how I can

Put myself to work

I ain’t got no open hands

All I do is keep my head up

Look right up to God now

Peeking to my left and right

Got angels on my side now