Pardon the Introduction

[Produced by RashadFFMG]

[Intro]
I'm from the other side of town, out of bounds
To anybody, who don't live around
I never learned to share, or how to care
I never had no teachings about being fair

[Verse 1: Marcus Eugene]
I called my agent, it was breaking up
I'm feeling like everything is breaking up
I'm feeling like my family slowly breaking up
And this the shit I'm thinking of everyday I'm waking up
But back to me just waking up
Probably drunk or high, laying by some naked smut
They wonder why I ain't in to making love
Maybe I'm just going ham tryna get this bacon up
And these niggas acting fake as fuck
Real talk nigga I don't even make it up
They sayin this and they ain't saying much
My bitches tell me I don't say enough
You see that hill, you see that climb, well I'mma make it up
Ma, take off your heels, get on my vine and we can take it up
I grew my dreads so when I get there I can shake it up
But mind you, you look fine all the time, put your makeup up
You wear that make up too much
Yeah I love prey but I don't pray for too much
I pray they pull my card and they don't say that you a bluff

[Verse 2: Starks]
I pray they pull my card and he don't say they drew a bluff
I'm still dreaming so don't wake me up
My girl love me just to shake me up, earthquake
Hello God please take me up
But not before I make enough
You see I promise all these people I do it for
Where my team prostituted and just blew it for
I got my city on my back like a uniform
You got to see it to believe it like a unicorn
Damn, with all these labels showing interest
How am I having so much trouble [?]
How am I so hot having trouble just to vent it
Thinking about the game and my life and if it's meant for it
But, new supporters tryna extort us, I must've made it
News reporters tryna record us, I must be jaded
Bitches gorgeous, they coming for us, I must be famous
Traded in God's glory for money, you fucking blame him?
Was just divorced, now them bitches tell me that I'm changing
When you getting more than them they hate you mor ethan fucking Raymond
A couple years ago, I was in my mama's basement
It ain't the top yet, but I ain't in my mama's basement
It took a grind, hard work and some dedication
A lot of years mixed with tears and some perspiration
The first chance you didn't make it was the first they hated
You was patient now they saying it was worth it waiting