Everything

Whoa Ay I had to boss up and get check
I had to apply pressure go hard in the field put my foot on these niggas necks
Look what I came from smoking this crud as I sit back and recollect
All that made me so I don't feel blessed when I retrospect
Ego tripping it's a gift and a curse
Smoking sipping and I just ate a perc
Feel no pain so I guess that it work
Fresh to death like I jumped out a Hearst
High as hell bitch we live in the sky
Life's a bitch first you live and you die
Real nigga you can see in my eyes
I'm living it up fuck living a lie
Whoa designers drugs and expensive dishes
Don't trust these hoes cuz the so vindictive
Trying crack the code but it's so encrypted
Life like a movie but it's far from scripted
If you want the work gotta pay the ticket
I taking shorts woe you tripping tripping
I be sauce dripping in these Raf Simmons

God Flow it's amazing graces
Dodge death and I beat case
I'm focused up it's back to the basics
So it's fuck ya list and fuck ya placements
I don't need validation
I just need more prescription
I don't don't ask for permission
I just ask for forgiveness
Niggas hate I sense tension
We ain't in the same dimension
Kill the scene leave no witness
Lose a socket for your extension
Plug no I ain't showing no love
No I won't come to yo club
Without a fee my nigga trust I don't give a fuck
Put that on me you fuck with my wrong my niggas gone bust
Caught in a rush
The money I made is far from enough
Trying foot the bill so I'm watching my step
Trying get right cuz most niggas get left
Super charged up got me feeling myself
No handouts pull this shit by myself



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Lipscomb
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