Newsflash / Outro

[Verse 1]
Groupies at every show ,so hard to tell 'em no
I call my future the Rosetta cause that's set in stone
Watering my seeds while i need them ,now i let it grow
My money like my determination it won't ever fold
I'm from the Merry Go she from the Valour Homes
Learn from the currents and the rappers now i let it flow
These niggas acting like we friends but you don't ever know
Cause soon as i got my back turned ,is like whеre they go ?
Over and ovеr again i hold the [?]
We couldn't figure it out ,i told her we can be friends
Hurt,i know that she is
But ,she know that i'm lit
July 1st and i'm too turnt to go there again
Weed inside on my cone ,she still inside of my phone
Memories poppin' up on my camera roll,here we go
Pictures wherever i go ,women in every zone
The sacrifice for all of this success is that you're all alone
No time for dinner plans ,no time for birthday link up with my niggas now
I just see that shit on instagram
They know i'm still the gang working on the business
My mistress is all upset even when i leave her on delivered is..
Learning to be grateful,even when they hateful
Ups and downs,smiles turn into frowns like its april
I shy down ,i don't know what you're bringing to the table
And when i'm the one who got to make it stable,i can't fuck around
I got mountains to climb,clear the doubt in my mind
Still im drowning in lights,i'm just sat on the grind
Money ,power,respect ,money show you the vine
Double down on the check ,take one step at a time
I never get in line ,this shit a race but there ain't never any finish line
New wraith outside waiting to hug the roads right back to the trenches
I just pull it through their block to let them niggas know i meant it
And this shit here isn't rented,feelings i invented
I got demons i'm preventing from revealing their intentions
Still trynna' keep hold of myself,cause i can't selfdestruct
Feel like i lost me to the world so i can't give it up

[Verse 2]
Yeah,huh
I still got my manners but the streets made me oh so different
We went ham' bout' them guns and the load of ambition
We wasn't scammers we was out there dealin'
All i wanted was some money mama
All i wanted was them trainers for the summer
And to take away your suffering ma'
Ended up falling in love with trap houses,crack ounces
Watching them while i'm wrapping them packs ,counting mama
I hate this shit that i'm about mama
Why is over and over again,sellin' the snow in the rain
I gave them all of the pain,they end up so entertained
Really [?] show me the game ,say more and show me stay out it
Evertime got to stay bout' it
And i,fuck a chick up ,fuck the trap up,fuck the strip up
From casinos to the strip club
Still ain't feeling any rich just closer to the bigger picture
Still i stay with my trees nigga ,where the clipper ?
Like this how she pull up my zipper,seen them turn fake
I ain't lookin' for no half-hitter
Nah never ,i was in the strip
When i should of been out in Coachella
These women wear my old hoodies and sweaters,so i leave
But i won't left her and she hopping that i won't forget her
But the closure always feel better and it don't get better
Heartbreaker and a trendsetter
Gone