(Just a word)

How do I set it off, Wheel of Fortune, the frosting

Yelling "what it cost me?" but that'd be carts before horses

Every origin story is sorry, before it hit glory

I wanted Drink Champs with N.O.R.E

But it was hitting more like Jerry Springer or Maury

Was never known for knocking back 40s

Now knocking on 40 with a small seed, hocking my poetry

When they only reward debauchery, nah nah

I seen it all too often, walking, not knowing our offering

In the street we was tripling portions

Enough to keep flipping, not switch up our courses

The slope slippery road oil slick

I had to cut the cord, leave New York, follow my calling

It brought me all the way to New Orleans, but if you think

That the fruit or thе problems won't follow you along then

You're not tеnding to your garden

Ohhhh

Thought you had a nice plan but life got in the way

(Now it might just become what it may)

Yo, yo, you know it's 'bout right, but it's sounding cliché

(So you don't take the time to relate)

Hmm bro, you gotta show face, there'll be no one to blame

(Or you might just become what you hate)

Right, right, you gotta get a grip before it's getting away

(It's alright, cuz it's never too late)

(Oh oh oh)

So tell 'em why you mad

If you burned every bridge you had

No one'll swim to you, whether you deserve to live won't matter

That's just residual, all depends in the end still, sadly

Guess that's a hidden rule, they'll still hold it against you gladly

Tis the season, niggas having episodes

Still skipping stepping stones, throwing wrenches

Holding hammers, double edged swords

Blue collar robust, I roll blunts on the bus headed home

I'll be on the outskirt, never said "when in Rome," this Babylon

Eat off your legacy longer than you had bread living

Want you to be grateful dead, heaven sent, left on read

Hence, one blew to the head, the spread red ribbon

Boar's Heads and eggs, make the best with provisions

Survival tactics, walked around the light pole backwards

Patted myself, mind, body, and soul, those Black life hat tricks

Only thing I can't get back is time spent past this

Go ahead and run it back like classic

Ohhh

Thought you had a nice plan but life got in the way

(Now it might just become what it may)

Yo, yo, you know it's 'bout right, but it's sounding cliché

(So you don't take the time to relate)

Hmm bro, you gotta show face, there'll be no one to blame

(Or you might just become what you hate)

Right, right, you gotta get a grip before it's getting away

(It's alright, cuz it's never too late)

(Oh oh aye)

(What that say)