FYP

[Verse 1]
Visions of a young nigga hustling in the studio with a sock on the mic
Make sure the lyrics are right, make sure the vision is right
It's i$0lyf3 my nigga, that's all I bang and before you decide to bang the steel
That's a son that you killed or that's a daughter you killed
That society, following crowds, tryna' be real
Well I don't wanna be real, I just wanna be true
Spitting shit for the people, spitting shit for the youth
God bless me when I walk in the booth
A lot of struggles but I try to recoup, because i'm just like you
A young nigga that was hated in school
Criticized because I made the wrong moves
But I had the right views, I decided to live my life to the fullest
And shit on every person that ever told me I couldn't
And God, I know you listening, just hear out my plead
Just protect me from the devil, got a family to feed
Got some words to speak, got some lessons to teach
And yeah, i'm hungry for success like I ain't aten' in weeks
And as the weeks go by, know my lyrics are getting better
Heart is getting stronger, but niggas is getting clever
So I back-back, ducking the seam, but remain a fiend
On these dope tracks, repping the city where niggas fiend for that white crack
Pushing the weight like it's drug trafficking, with rappers
Who say they immaculate but they whack as shit

[Hook]
I got 99 problems, a bitch ain't one
So please miss me with the drama
The violence and guns
Only lady I love is mama
And she loves her son
That's all I got in this world
So nigga I say

Fuck yo piece
Yeah, fuck yo piece
Nigga, fuck yo peace
Yeah, fuck yo piece
Nigga, fuck yo piece
Nigga, fuck yo piece
And I know i'ma ask sometimes but I just wanna be alone

[Verse 2]
Yeah, that's how I wanna be
And on your darkest days, just find some light inside of me
Living in barbershops cause I just wanna live on the edge
Spitting pain on the beat, hoping that would get me ahead
Or some good head, if necessary
But I don't rap about that shit, my mind's legendary
So therefore, I can't afford to be rapping bout' shit with no content
If you ain't struggle like I did, we got nothing in common
It's kinda' sad when you look back atcha' life
And reminisce about all the negative shit you did
Cause 20 years from now, you'll be settled down with a family
Telling your kids don't do the same shit that you did
I knew a time I couldn't find a pot to piss in
These haters try to judge me, I don't fuck with jurisdiction
I'm grinding everyday, tryna' build a life for the children
My mind's different, you in some mentions, tryna' get bitches
Fuck these hoes when you scroll through your phone
Yeah, that's all good but don't you gotta mama at home?
Not talking shit, just something I learned becoming a man
I live life with a mindset, you don't understand

[Hook: x2]