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Verse 1:
I don’t know if it’s fate that chooses our path or if we do
Either way I’m up the river on a broken Sea Doo
You can jump and scream but it’s like they don’t see you
Everyone got opinions but none of them could be you
Or be me, I been in the shit
I’ve sold drugs, ran from cops, I been in the shit
I’ve slept with loose women, I been in the bitch
I cracked my life early now it seems impossible to fix
But give me that fix, I said give me that feeling
Like I’m standing on top of the world, standing on the ceiling
Feeling so good but I’m suppose to be healing
I said I was gonna sober up but now I’m back to stealing
I can’t control myself any longer
Suicidal thoughts won’t stop now I’m really starting to ponder
I’ll chop another line and I’ll pack another bowl
I’m losing my soul but don’t know ‘cause my mind’s a wander
I been working so hard but it ain’t never enough
‘Cause these bills aren’t paid off off of art & love
And they say I’m throwin’ my life away just to get that puff
But I got the connections so I rarely pay for the stuff
I just do a lil work, a lil hustle to keep me going
I made a mistake getting into the game but I gotta keep going
My Momma think I’m a fool for this chaos that I’m showing
But if only she could see that my heart is still growing
I’m just tryna be a man, tryna get on the right plan
I wanna show my family what I’m doing so they could understand
But they could never begin to comprehend
Because they don’t feel the need to spend what I spend
I buy an O for the low and flip it for the profit
But make sure you got the work before you cop it
‘Cause if you don’t have the plug’s money by the next day
You’ll spend you next night asleep in a coffin
I been through so much shit in these last couple of years
That I’ve discovered some new ways to cope with my fears
Like writing down verses or breaking some mirrors
Either way the main goal is to get rid of these tears
I don’t fuck with my peers ‘cause they don’t speak the truth
Last year one of my best friends flipped on me over loot
I was crushed plus he had his goons on me
He knew where I lived so I kept that harpoon on me
And that’s just one case, friendships aren’t safe
Brothers will flip back & forth depending if they getting laid
And so many homies braggin’ about getting paid
But wouldn’t by a tickets to my show, these muthafuckas is fake
Every homie of mine has said I’m the realest emcee
But when it came time to support me nobody answered me
This disease of betrayal is spreading like a Cancer be
So Imma just do me and keep my stance b
I sacrifice for this music and in return I got student loans
Debt collectors always calling up my cell phone
And the wrong type of people have been in my home
Now do you see why I’m always stoned?
I’m working three jobs to not even pay the bills, it’s depressing
And this music inside wants out but I’m suppressing
Because I can’t afford to do this music right
And if it ain’t right, it won’t drop, real Hip-Hop
I’m rappin’ in my bedroom again but the album in a studio
Urban got it clean so you can hear my dirty flow
So high it feels like I just smoked a thirty O
And if you’ve heard about greatness then you’ve heard of me, whoa
Dear Mom, this music is everything I am
I know I have failed before but under God I am only man
I just ask to hold on if you can
And let me show you my view from where I stand X2

Verse 2:
Oh shit
I’m driving at like a hundred a second
If you close ya eyes ya might lose ya life in a second
I crash
Swerve off the exit ramp, I’m drunk as a champ
In a van with a tramp with a stamp, now watch me vamp
Like whoa
In a speedy Lambo with a dime hoe, with a dime flow
See me in a mine shinin’, all good, froze cold
Whoa
Whoa
My feet seen defeat but still not beat
Concrete car seat for the Royce on Wall Street
But in the back street I seen crack eat
So I’m runnin’ through these packs like a damn track meet
I’m famished, this damage and anguish
Caused by some delayed shit
So this stainless will leave you brainless & faceless
My only language is to give you brain damage
A pain bridge to cross for those fake friends
I ain’t got no money
It ain’t no secret though
That’s how this goes, the girl turn hoe
The weed turn blow, the rain turn snow
And I still ain’t got my gold though?
But the foreplay is over, I’m done fucking slow
Imma be a rockstar at every show
The Reaper to every fucking foe
And if you turn on me you’d better fucking know
This chrome .45 light up my fucking shadow
I’m rockin’ no vest, you behind plexiglass
I got the speed and the weed for my dizzy ass
Roll up a Swisher Sweet for my messy past
Roll up a Swisher Sweet to make a memory last
You blank with a dead stare
It’s a mess of lies under your head hair
You full of more acting than Fred Astaire
Stop asking if I’m hungry for the title
When you can hear and see I got the rifle
I’m spiteful, put my vitals on vinyl
I could die tomorrow and lose my lifecycle
But an album could be my revival
My lyrics could be a lost soul’s bible
I could possibly be the next disciple
I know that sounds entitled but that’s called survival
See my Mom is my idol so family is tribal
I wanna see a million just for performing a recital
That day I can say “Mom go on vacay”
Is my destination so I’ll smile upon arrival
Stackin’ cheddar is the only motive anymore
Fork in the road, success could be behind any door
Marriage could lie with any whore
But hoes are hoes so I don’t trust love anymore
Please God, tell me it ain’t true
Tell me all that they said, none of it ain’t true
Give me a miracle, fuck it, let me do
Won’t let this work waste, I swear to you
Fire like an arson, finer than a margin
Slicker than some margarine, I’m about to harshen
The soft garden, so harden muthafuckas
‘Cause I’m rushing the throne like a Spartan muthafucka

Verse 3:
It’s better getting harder than ever
So I been going harder than ever
Like I’m fuckin’ whippin’ in the kitchen
Goin’ in with the Arm & Hammer
Not doing this for the cars & glamour
I just want all the bars & campers
I’m living life like a cloak & dagger
I’m gaspin’ for air while I choke & stagger
Mirrors break all around me
Because I hate my reflection
The man standing in the mirror is not the man I am
The Devil lies, I swear this is deception
The drugs, the crime, all the bullshit & lies
The amount of time I’ve seen tears in eyes
And all I wanna do is fucking record these lines
‘Cause I don’t wanna go out as anything less then a legend
I been calling God but now I got good reception
He sent me a sign and I got the message
That night I got fired, what was my intentions?
I put those pills down, thank you for that blessing
And I promise to listen and I promise to get it
And when I reap the money my family will benefit
Get them straight, maybe party a bit
Make the world a better place to raise my children in
That’s the ultimate goal, the final end result
I still got beef to air out, some wounds still filled with salt
I got bridges to repair ‘cause fire is the result
Of all my damage from my self-destructive assault
I’m coming back Hip-Hop, new music coming soon
I been fired, car quit, my rent is overdue
Student loans plus my “off-the-record” bills too
I’m feeling like a failure in the eyes of my crew
But I’m back Hip-Hop and new music coming soon
I will either die in the war with my gun & my platoon
Or I will live to give my family a damn tycoon
Either way you’ll catch me with a smile and a big ol’ “Fuck You"