[Verse 1]

Make it feel like I just have it all

Yuh

And I'm doing all I should

I got my fam involved

I showed you purpose know it's worth it

I just gotta ball

I'm balling on the daily got it when my momma call

See I'm never nervous when they lurking know I watch em all

And all is all I give man you know I'm out here standing tall

I'm just waiting for the where my name is called

I massacre up in Texas when these chains is saw

So what they got to say / I know it's urgent / gotta get it fuck the price I pay

I got my brothers I’m my brother’s keeper

And if you messing with my brothers I'm my brothers reaper

And if you doubting where I'm headed you can get this ether

I guess I'll leave it at that

I see my vision man you know I keep my spirit intact

And if a nigga got a problem tell em run it

In fact

Tell em meet at the pad

I gotta handle shit according know I keep it a stack

[Hook]

Yeah

See I'm falling down this path that's what happen when I'm moving so fast

Yeah, so fast

I try to see the bigger picture but I'm falling gotta keep it a stack, keep it a stack

They told me better count your blessings it'll be gone in a blink or a snap

[Verse 2]

I make it feel like I just lost it all

Yuh

If a youngn wasn't rapping would they love me nah

Shit

Still refraining from that doubting gotta prove em wrong

Still, still I'm drowning in my conscious tell em save me Lord

See I'm never slacking always on it gotta bring the noise

Yuh

Gotta love it

Thought I told you that I does it

Yuh

And if a nigga ever hating it's cause you what they wasn't

I never worried bout nobody that make you money

I keep it pushing instead

Why we tend to love the struggle

Hate bullshit

Instead

Why we always dog our family

Love the snakes in our heads

Listen closely

That’s your homie never lie on the dead

On the dead homies

People love to say that shit cause the mans worried

Just to cover up they lie

He know the dead turning

Like they always say “They out here”

When this man working

Never

[Outro]

Always flicking on the gram

You never seen em at work

Always asking what's the plots

Always flex for the skirts

Women losing all they values

Tend to settle for worse

Don’t even try to mention or even think that's your worth

Shit is sick

I know you hear this shit in my voice

Who allowed it who accept it gave these people this choice

I guess the Devil really working guess I'll take em to church