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Verse 1:

When you self made

They goin’ find a way to claim it

When you getting paid

They goin find a way to take it

And don’t you ever catch yo self searching for yo credit

They keeping score

It’s low chances that they loaning favors

Dodging bullets in this life

Ain’t shit bout this the matrix

Father time showed me more than momma husband, Netham

Wish I coulda came to you bout the struggles daily

Or shit at least some advice maybe

Learned from you my vices

Learned from you bout grinding

Learned from you bout timing

And the main thing I picked up is to be lifeless

And I still think if I’da lost you in 05 it’s

Fucking with my mind, shit

Ask me why my mood change?

Ima say mind shit

Constant, thinking bout the pain

And thinking bout the struggle

I been thinking bout the game

So now i’m thinking bout the hussle

Consequences still remain even if life give you nothing

Do ‘em wrong

And by the time you dead and gone

God write it in for you to fumble

What you preciously held on

Tried to tell you life come and go

But you ain’t listen tho

Now yo soul caught inside a fuckin’ figure four

Figures tho cus when you starving for them digits

It’s like you drive away what you most wanted to the distance

Like why when you stop caring do it come by the million?

But I done been stubborn I wasn’t ever tryna listen

I was always tryna glisten

Shine bright

Mama ima fuckin’ star

To the thousands that really go and listen

But I want the world now

Am I selfish or am I driven?

I hate I couldn’t bring ‘em all with me

I learned yo goals is only yo goals

While everybody’s just opinions

They all just walking critics

Hating behind closed doors

But wait till they see you

It’s smiles and good wishes

They walking contradictions

If I ain’t burn that bridge I can’t see myself rebuilding

Only the real know my music touch they spirit

Ion portray no rap image

I’m just another man tryna make it and shit

I got my flaws and I fuck up but I love hard, I admit

Tryna better my life cus only God has eyes for my scars

He’ll judge if I’m living in image of Him

But this lifestyle got me caught up

I wish I never fell into that bitch

Feel like a hypocrite when I’m off and on with my dean shit

Like after Ramadan I hit the plug on my fiend shit

He ask me what I need, shit

Can’t decide between the perkies and the lean shit

I’m just a human let me speak, shit

I got drug addictions that I can’t bypass

I got homies makin more money, still hate on my ass

Wish I could say I felt real love in this life

But everybody competing

I ain’t think we on that type of time

Fuck it tho since we here

I never shy from the moment

This my time and I’ll be damned if I let a muthafucka own it

So I just stay in the cut focused on the paper

Got the doctor askin if I’m sick

I’m gettin blue faces

Until The Fall…

Ay, Gio

Let that beat ride out