(Verse 1)

Tell em all no

Jus too hit my goal

Fuck da police

They won’t let me go

Started at the bottom

Way down below

Kicked out a lot

Eviction notice

What u livin for

I really got a purpose

Bloomed into the game

Sum like a lotus

Flower to the sun

Im growin don’t y’all notice

Listen to my speeches

Like I’m really preaching

I move u follow

Like im a deacon

I’m goin too dumb

I guess a nigga tweakin

Gained a lotta knowledge

My thoughts b so clever

Mistakes made once

Twice no not ever

Room full of demons

Grew up wit sun thieving

Time to change my ways

Jus to get the crown

Criticality thinking these analytics

Crucially feeling what’s coming wit it

Cut em all off

Scissors to the paper

They was all toxic

Allergic to me making it

All that time wasted

U was jus fakin it

Now y’all all watchin

All on the news

Down n a ditch

Y’all ain’t notice that

Now my song trendin

I see y’all notice that

Turned all my curses into sum blessin

Now all these verses jus b lessons

Striving to the top

Kp really steppin

Path been dark

Now it’s real bright

Decisions was muddy

I used to sip lean

Now my thoughts clear

Like the Weddell sea

Was blind to the money

Now that’s all I see

Lines b pure

No baby powder

Now that we n on

A nigga ain’t missin

Killin these beats

Hit em wit precision

Move wit a plan

Sum time I risk em

Always the suspect

Cuz they play the victim

Play my cards right

Know how gamble

Don’t do no talkin

No conversation

Fck interrogation

Goin wit no hook

Go em all shook

Viens on ice

Words on viagra

Mindin my bidness

Tryna get a bag bruh

Music got me eatin

Y I’m blessed bout it

So many doubted

Neva worried bout it

Position myself for new beginnings

Now I’m fckn winnin

From Roaches n the dark

Oven for the heat

Candle for the light

Ramen every meal

I kno it ain’t right

Into existence

South to the hills

Nun overnight

Took me sum time

Ima get right

Prepare for the worse

Ready for the best

Tatted my pain

Rappin all the rest

Nun like the rest

Im trench baby

Welfare assistance

Section 8 mane

Heart on froze

Dead to it all

Numb my soul

Steelo had to go

Sittin n meetings

Talkin hella dough

Mouth on cheese

Fans overseas

Kno I’m too sick

Gotta Rare disease

Walkin em down

Put em all to sleep

Walk-in for miles

Jus to eat

Crease n my shoes

Had dirty feet

Hitting a lick

Was nun to me

Thought I was stuck

Now my path I see

Bringing the thunder

O K they C

Whole lotta effort

I wanted to break

Neva did stop

Now I’m gettin that cake

Time real precious

I handle it wise

Take me for granted

They did it to I