Verse 1:

My future looking bright, if you know my past

Gamble on my loss, get your refund back!

I came back starving the street was soo vicious

Started seeing digits when I stopped chasing bitches

You can’t buckle this talent or kill my drive

The judge can’t stop me from swerving in rides

Put my soul between the lines it’s 25 to life

College drop out, now I’m rapping with mics

Up and coming rapper like I’m in your blindspot

Never catch me off guard man I’m like cyclops

I’m like bed bugs who get slept on

Menace to rappers peep the vest on

I’m hustling to disappear like ghost

If we didn’t starve bitch why you trynna toast?

Birds Mistaken I’m interested in their chest

But I swerve on em like bounced checks

Verse 2:

Murder in black beamers, they never seen us

You can imitimate but you’ll never be us

Young and ambitious, that’s just how I’m feeling

From the bottom trynna stack paper to the ceiling

Raised by the streets, lost all my pity

Automatic flow trigger temper like a semi

Steady pistol drilling the page with dope lines

Forensic reports under the nose no lies

Upper echelon still dressing like I’m tasteless

Make a bitch strip like she landed in vegas

She asked what I possessed in my assets

I told her the middle finger is what her ass gets

They only reach when your pocket is deep

Home wreckers lying through their teeth

I planted money seeds I can’t wait until it grows

I put on for my family ain’t no motherfucking joke!