Intro:

All that we got

Is enough

All that we got

Is this booth

All that we got is the truth

Which I spill on these tracks

And pray one day

That y’all hear us too

Strugglin’

Stuck in this jungle

With lions and tigers and snakes

Humblin’

Old Numbers they call

I ain’t answer them

I’m focused on shiftin’

These brackets

Here some advice

Put your preachin’ to practice

Investing all them handouts you takin’

And quit all this cappin’

Clown

Bridge:

Paint me as a villain

As I’m ridin through the city

Fuck these bitches

Fuck these haters

Roll they doubts inside my swisher

Verse 1:

50k on my last project

Oh but This tape project to double that

100k make her double back

But on this pace I doubt that shit would last

Eat those words

But never back track

Had a lot of homies

I thought would stay in tact

Can’t forget my past

I got my ego back

Tell um kiss my ass

I’m on a power trip

04 feelin like Michael

Speak the truth

No disciple

Best friends

Turn Into ya rivals

Fuck the etiquette

Ain’t got time to let the numbers speak

Bitch I feel elite

I’m with all the smoke

Even provide the heat

Patience key

Im making

Greatness moves

Like

Pat Riley in 03

Woo

Money ain’t sleep

Gotta eat

Woo

All of these hits

Swear I feel like Ken Griffey

The team on my back

I can’t never hit empty

Woo

Verse 2:

Talkin that shit

Ima bastard

Decked in designer

Til’ I turn to a ghost

Tryna pull off in the ghost

Whippin in Casper

Say she ain’t know

Yo Bitch it’s lil Castor

Preach like the pastor

But this ain’t yo average sermon

I’m in the back pue burnin

Peep how the preacher be splurging

Caught in his demons

That man is just workin

Lately it seem as if Satan been lurkin

Woo

Lately my brain it run lose

Shoulda took one I had 2

Money get spent

Snap my fingers recoop

God he bless me

No acchu

Slapping the beat till it bruise

Ran up my bag

Going Emmitt Smith

Ignorant

Take the loot

To the dealership

Woo