MOTIVATION

Real niggas dying, fuck niggas breathing
Something like a rose I just grew up out the cement
Had to fight my demons, had to find my reason
I'ma keep it thorough till the day a nigga leaving

This my fucking year, it feel like Don Season
Pops got sickle cell my heart is cold I feel anemic
Plus they took my uncle like my cousin didn't need him
You know I "Rap 4 Food", nigga gotta feed him

Kitchen cooking up, I ain't talking drugs
They fueling me with hate, all I give is love
Before they take my life, give a couple slugs
Take a nigga life before they taking one of us

My niggas had a plan, really mapped it out
Sleeping top floor, used to be the couch
Before we leave this earth, show what we about
It's only motivation ever coming out my mouth

(Bridge)

Yeah (3x)
Let me talk to 'em

(Verse 2)

I been on a mission, I'ma do it big
I been in the booth, working on my shit
You been on my dick, looking like a bitch
It hurt to see me win, I'ma make 'em sick

I'ma make em pissed, I'm at the Ritz, I'm getting rich
Sold a couple hundred thou, now I'm stacking up my chips
Got that cocaina fit, that's all white just like a brick
If you catch me in ya city something foreign in the whip

Something foreign with the tint, catch me soaring in the wind
I be scoring when I win, catch me touring in a min
Bitch I'm Jordan with the pen, I'm locking in then I begin
If I started from the bottom I could do this shit again

Treat my niggas like my brothers, breaking bread as if we kin
Treat my girl just like my wife she sticking with me till the end
Ain't seen half of what I seen and ain't been nowhere that I been
All this fucking pressure made a diamond, I'm a fucking gem