Yea
Look
I put my heart and my soul in this shit
I give my all every time
Yea, Yea, Look, Yea
I been tryna lead my people to the promised land
Onna road by any means to reach a hunnid bands
Flip a hundred thou' to finally reach hunnid M's
Money ain't the end all be all
But I'll end all peons
By any means behind a benjamin frank
And to be frank
I could count real muthafuckas only using one hand
I said once before and ima say that shit again
Money only make you more than what you already was
I been on my last dollar more than just once
And every single timе you could bet I gave it up
On the three things I lovе
The fam, music and drugs
Whats it matter to me if I love you but I don't trust?
How far can emotions go where intuition won't?
Perfecting channeling pain into another song
Where sooner than later fans is screaming out they lungs
I won't ever trade my soul
No matter what the funds
I remain loyal to myself don't need no one
To play there for me
Shit ain't always fair to me
But
I don't ever care to play victim or succumb
To the bullshit that comes
Trust me
Life it comes and goes
One minute you fucking
Next minute it blows
Either way it's nothing in this world that shouldn't make you grow
Can't get caught with yo pants down
They'll love to see you ass out
Look
I don't play the gangsta role
I leave it to these rappers
Then I go and fuck they bitch
Got em crying, asking what happened
Like
Baby where I go wrong?
Don't leave me on my own
Then hop on 20 different songs
Claiming bitches don't leave em lone
How she bone someone else inside yo home?
And you begging' her to stay
You ain't got a back bone
You a self made bitch
It's a self explanatory line
Between two things that y'all keep getting mixed
And that's street and what's real
The same one to catch that body
The same one to squeal
The same one to brag bout homi's
Same to claim the field
Staying sane is a drill
I been running suicides up in my mind and now I fear
I might not make it to the line and if I fall
Will they be there?
When it's all too late to care is when they all show that they here
When I needed em the most
I swear I knew they'd disappear
Got me second guessing love
And I hate how that make me feel
I don't do the half assin'
You my brother I'll do that drill
It's either nothing or it's all
I'll give my final dollar bill
God dealt me certain cards
Folding far from an idea
Man I went all in saying InshaAllah I win
Once you take so many losses
You learn the biggest win of all is a lesson inside the camouflaging
I keep my distance cus I'm keeping cautious
I keep a pistol on me
Incase they thinking shit is sweet like toffee
This year I'm picking coffins
And laying bodies in em dead
Till they finally understand
I ain't one that you could fuck with like a virgin in the bed
I don't ever let this rap shit get to my head
I'm still the same young arab tryna put on for the West
I got the city on my back
The motherland on my chest
West Bank in my heart
SouthWest in my flesh
And these drugs in my system
Steady tryna flush em out but instead
I end up, Relapsed
Bad habits
Need the
Old me back
Shorty wanna top me with my
Seat back
Told her speak no more
Recline and relax
Everything I speak facts
Look
Don't call me bold for saying I'm next to blow
Just know me from now on as a GOAT
I hold my own
It's
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