Built 2 Last

[Verse 1]

Far as money, I'm getting to it; I strive for it
Cause being broke ain't a joke, don't got the smiles for it
Some niggas hop on these records and tell lies on 'em
We tend to order and deliver if my guys' on 'em
Got bitches scoping my fly, see what her eyes wanting
I tell her 'ride' and she don to put some miles on 'em
When I was younger, same shawty tried to style on me
Now she see the dick as a playground, try and slide on it
Tunnel vision far as women; none in the way
Took a vaca' from it later put some work in my state
Niggas was hitting me online like "when you dropping this tape?"
Getting this mixing up to date just making sure this shit straight
Some issues ran up in the play room, moved them shits out the way
Cause when it's go time, I'm going; fuck who up in my space
You get a buck, but not a dollar, getting struck from astray
I won't be trying to fix my bet if I reach for my waist, okay
Morals from my dad up to this day
He told me "never trust a nigga who don't do what he say
You keep ya shit just on the low, don't let 'em know where you stay
Even these bitches on a mission to invade where you lay"
I'm speaking to my peoples too, just thought I'd run 'em some game
All this shit I'm going through now just comes with the fame
Them niggas lurkin' on the grain while shawty thirst for the cake
Got 30 bodies to her name belong on First 48
See I was taught as a youngin' to move swiftly and clock figures
Stay on my P's and my Q's I tend to watch niggas
And jealous niggas who come around and just plot quicker
Claiming that y'all rock, but from the start they was not with ya
Somehow I tend to keep the focus while hearing assumptions
And never talk that fake shit on money I ain't touching
I'll probably say a few stories with chicks I was crushing
But that decision is up to me, end of discussion
While hating niggas claim I..
Lets get one thing understood, bitch, I came from the hood
Just a nigga chasing my dreams, living in another state
Aiming for the top so my family can live a different way
So I don't pay attention to bull and what they tend to say
Ain't boutta had a chance in my face and let it fade away
Other dumb niggas done did it but was ashamed to say
Keeping it consistent with my shit 'til this remaining day
I spit from the heart so they know that it's real
Stay smiling though at times it's opposite how I feel
My past scheming, but no present information to spill
All that old shit is just irrelevant that's for real
I'mma master my craft while y'all sit on ya ass
Never knew the price of fame really came with a tag
Though ain't complaining just explaining gave you niggas a pass
A young nigga that was built to last
Ya heard