Mission Impossible

Money coming in slow but I ain't worried bout it
As long as my momma is good, I'm gon' continue smiling
I'd rather stack up my cash, than be out foreign styling
Fuck saving for a Bugatti, i'm trying to get an island
Old hoes be trying to chill with me but I ain't stressing bout it
Rather chill alone, smoking, bumping some old Gotti
2008, serving (?) me and that big 40
My paranoia a bad one, i'm fucking with nobody
Be hard to sleep at night, I swear I'm so sick of the silence
But got so used to the gunshots and junkies and sirens
Niggas be acting like bitches, and these bitches is childish
But you know me, imma be me and not even worry bout it
Had many thoughts of giving up on myself like a fool
(?) turn me into a man, it got something to prove
I'm a savage in these streets when it comes to my food
Most niggas living somebody else story, tryna look cool
I bet not one of you internet thugs would survive where I growed up
You can't be 20 niggas strapped, ten toes down with a foam cup
Only real niggas around, ain't no hoes on my roster
Talking (?) up on my block, guarantee you get chopped up
Nigga, you don't know the feeling of keeping a Glock tucked
I had beef on every other street but wasn't running from nada!
Got a barrel on my side, hit you in the corner of Gwualla
So every day that i'm awake, find a way to make dollars
My nigga Rico with the shits, swear he will molliwop ya!
Still screaming fuck these pussy ass crooked cops bruh!
Miss lunchin' hard with my partners, (?) he got locked up
Trying to stop being cold hearted, I just hope that it's possible