Wake up

I’m not slipping

I gotta get it

Keep a fix on my vision

Work ethic being efficient

To make it i been wishin

They try to hold to limits

Im gifted spittin like christmas

Im rapping tracks with a vengeance

Long nights i sit and i paint pictures

Put the pen on the canvas

Someday i can make figures

I’m getting bigger

Making moves

How can i lose

Its either hate a job or struggle

Really how can i choose

But i been plotting on mission

Working how to get it

Ducking from sally mae

Because loans just payed my tuition

Learning lessons investing in talent that i was blessed with

Momma just keep a stressing collectors just leave a message

People they second guessing i need somebody impressed with

They way that i spit on tracks because daily struggle depressing

Im not rapping bout the guns

But my lyrics can contain em

Nice with the word play

My flow is my entertainment

I wanna call my mom collect like guess what happen

Hear her over the phone when she see i made it rapping

Squaring up with statistics

Made a million with spittin

From BR making it far

I’m doing what they didn’t

Aw mayne

I made up my own lane

All i rep is my family

Not throwing no gangs

If you sat and you listened

Gotta pay you a visit

With supporters I’m immortal

They feel me I’m in they spirit

Gotta thank God

Finished this tape I’m tired

But all the stressing and blessing

Help me out to survive

Mayne I’m alive

I couldn’t feel much better

Got my team by my side

So we there for each other

Whatever the weather

We keep a circle like it propellers

Immaculate fellas blowing up ain't nothing to tell us I’m stuffing schedule they really gotta know that I’m special and when i make it ain't no changing

Im solid forever