Everytime

I believe in myself
Where was you when I needed help?
Don't come at me with yo hand out
I'm focused I got a plan now
Don't even trip had to get back on my shit
You taking hoes out on a date, I'm taking risks
Every time I hit the stu' I make a hit
If there ain't no money involved to me it ain't making no sense
I took a lil and I made a lot
Niggas be trappin I know what they doing they making it hot
Is you gon love me if I make it or not?
44 used be hugging the block, now he gone
Can't even call my nigga on the phone
I've been having so much pain I can't even put it all in a song
Niggas wanna be friends with ya just to run up in ya home
Get you alone put one in yo dome
For some money even a name
Couple bricks even a chain
Be ready if you gon' be in the game
What is money if you don't got a brain?
Haters always tryna talk down throw shots at me they don't know how to aim
Whoever raised them should be ashamed
Swerving in and out of my lane
You gotta compare me to grace cause I'm on the top spot
My nigga told me that he always gon be there but my nigga got shot
Remember when we had the block hot
Remember when we had the stove for heat
When I make it we all gon feast
Imma cop me a Patek Philippe
One day we gon get out the streets get out the mud
Geeks in the hood can't get out of drugs
Fucked up ran off on the plugs
Shit's changed since I gotta buzz
Bad hoes been showing me love
Back in the day they ain't giving me no attention
Now I'm in a whole nother position
We reelin man like we going fishing
I treat the studio like it's the kitchen
Whenever I drop it they go and listen
Blood sweat and tears I put in some years I can feel my palms itching
Try and get it I been gone and missing
Snakes in the grass I hear em hissing
Between me and you? a big difference
R and p pimp I'm big pimping
My nigga say he gon quit sipping
Niggas blowing the bread they big tripping
Gotta drink I gotta stick with it
When it comes to the flow I"m sick with it
Had to remind myself
I had to find myself
I was lost I couldn't settle for working for nobody else I'm too much of a boss
I'm quiet I don't need to talk
I'm tryna stack a mil in a vault
Niggas throwing shade and salt
Jay-Z the way I brush em off
Niggas hating cause I'm taking off
It ain't easy I'm paying the cost
Kept it real and still got cross
Actin hard but niggas be soft
I couldn't wait
I was hungry I needed a plate
Still remember the day
Niggas tried to stunt in my face
Tryna get out the slums
It ain't no fun I'm tryna be great
They don't even wanna give money all niggas wanna do is hate