Toast 2 Myself

Federal chances I'm tryin to increase my cash flow
Been at the bottom
The top is the only way to go
Hustlin product for profit
They only life we know
How can you blame us
When this is all we was ever shown
When gang signs thrown up
By some older Nigga's
No discipline
Catch em slippin we gon flood the Nigga
Ain't give a fuck is his granny, sister or momma wit em
Disrespect the click
And We leavin that Nigga mug drippin

Packin pistols
Not thinkin about the consequences

Law rollin up
we take off
Get far enough and pitch em
Under influenced
Thinkin we was we was smarter than the system
Gone off that fluid
Too stupid to comprehend the wisdom

A old fool used to be young once
Can't stop the damage of the bullet once the guns bust
Life ain't a game
and Ain't no reset when ya times up
So live it to the fullest cuz you don't know when yo times up

Sittin back counting minutes
Watching hours past

Hope I got some sand left in my hour glass

As I'm reflection back on our past

Nothin short of a miracle all the test we passed
So raise a glass toast to ya self
Everyday breathing is success in itself
I Raise my glass toast to myself
Every day breathin is success in itself

Bad hand
Ain't no throwing in the cards you dealt
No one can live for you
You gotta do it for ya self
I Did some evil shit i can't even accept myself
Like Knowin how a Ruger kicked
Before I knew how pussy felt
Won't speak on it
Cuz I ain't finna Indict myself
21 seemed impossible
to be here I'm surprised myself
Learned that every hand extended don't mean its help
Niggaz be tough in crowds
And pussy when they by they self
Handle business on ya own
Only depend on self
And you ain't gotta say a word
To make ya presence felt
When the pressure on
That's when you learn about ya self
My G been solidified
Ain't gotta brag on myself
Got some secrets that I promised I'll never tell
Stood on my word
I'll take em to my grave or cell

Will I live to see my kids
Only time will tell
And If I do I promise they wont feel none of the pain I felt

I must be worth it
Tho life is a perfect imperfection
Traveled this road lost
Misguided followed bad directions
Most nights I feel somebody prayed for my protection
Too many times I should've died in these intersections
Divine intervention
All them bullets intercepted
A good hearted dude
Despite popular misconception
Introverted
Only deal with those within my section
Stay to myself a lot
Cuz I still battle with depression
Moves I made
Kept the ones that I love stressin
Wonder if they gon get the call
Sayin somebody stretched him
Gotta make it home
So I still travel with my weapon
Self preservation
Make sure Nature's first law respected
6's spinning
Trying to make it out this crash course
Old soul
Keep a Bible tucked on that dash board
Another day above ground
What can I ask for
So Every day I breathe
Is a day I raise my glass for