[Verse]
Before the beat drop I feel like him
Maneuvered thru the Hardaway that take skills like Tim
Militant and from the town peep how I wear my timbs
All attempts to make it out is going out on Limbs
Think he's Dhalsim cuz of how I yoga flame booths
And bally too bubble pain they blowin straight boof
Parlay club inventory the orders came poof
Stay true make loot and moves to motivate the youth
Like J-roc's pops when he no longer claimed Deuce
If it came to it even if you woke you must shoot
Seen dudes get wet thinkin' that thеy hurricane proof
Wonder what it's gon take to brеak the mental chains loose
Was not a bag in sight
For success got an appetite
Watch ya cash get right when you rid your life of the parasites
The rarest Nikes and a carry on shop when I land
She got a taste of a Don now she can't do the bland
[Chorus]
Got goals to reach yea won't fold or crease yea
God got me in the belly of the beast yea
On a mission cuz the family gotta eat yea
Run the field you would think I had on cleats yea
I might rest for a little but never sleep
Way too blessed to be bitter swear life's sweet
I might rest for a little but never sleep
Way too blessed to be bitter swear life's sweet
[Verse]
And gratitude been my attitude
Through tribulations I done battled thru
Relationships done had a few
Hustle ambition talent too
Far from a average dude
I tell them check the pudding when they ask for proof
Sold mixtapes out the hooptie and been in the fastest coupes
The fastest way ain't always the best won't sacrifice my grace
They say to roll with the punches I weave like Cassius clay
I thank god for that day I didn't catch a stray
Parlay mean our returns greater
Reap what you sow standing tall
And with honor s'how I earn favor
Got a fire in my spirit I'm my own savior
Way more conscious with my spending I done burned paper
Pure vapors no nicotine
Used to eat like slave now it's rich cuisine
Seen the drugs murder fiends had to switch the scene
Still keep my head on swivel cuz evil quick to scheme
Know I
[Chorus]
Got goals to reach yea Won't fold or crease yea
God got me in the belly of the beast yea
On a mission cuz the family gotta eat yea
Run the field you would think I had on cleats yea
I might rest for a little but never sleep
Way too blessed to be bitter swear life's sweet
I might rest for a little but never sleep
Way too blessed to be bitter swear life's sweet, Whoa
[Outro]
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