Wish Me Well

I remember
Growing up
Track four wrote that shit off a tab
Didn't know it'll take me where I'd go
Didn't do the math
Was advance
Had the chance to make it out
Just need a plan
So I locked myself up in the booth
With my mans
Not much was known
We did what we had to do
I done let the glock talk
And I ran away in school
Only god has a clue
Of the shit I do alone
Leave no evidence or proof
Just like Johnson it go poof
On my own in my thoughts
My mind higher than the roof
I'm the highest in the room
Travis 1s cost me some blues
Drop one hundred with the flu
Drop one hundred on yo boo
If I speak
I speak the truth
Something you don't ever do
I've heard cap insides the raps that you get featured on
I know for a damn fact I turned my teachers on
Keep on sacrificing till I get my money long
I'll drop another song
After another song

I've been moving in the shadows
I just talk to myself

Let them get away
The feelings that I felt

Making money as a junkie
Wish I could get back my health

Ten x two ggs to the face
Wish me well

Check it
Look

Cookin it up like I'm Kobe or Gordon
Drop all my hoes and got new ones
That's boredom
Look at the money that's why they adore me
Look at her ass
That's why I'm always horny
Bad bitches only can't fuck with normals
Three some addiction I don't have no morals
Two of the baddest
I'm talking plural
Wife and her bestie
Look badder than sexy
More than eight inches
What was you expecting
I am the goat That's on fo
I ain't texting
Back after you send them nudes
Lexy
You was a shown and I know that you know
Down in Miami where it doesn't snow
Born to be great chose my path chose my road
On moms I won't fold
Niggas keep hating on me cause I'm cold
Inside the stu and I'm posted with Cole
Turn over chain like I scored on the noles
Innocent girls broke so they on the pole
Tell by her face she just wanna go home
Study and shit
Pop two Adderal sticks
Make me stay up at night
Fuck a xanny and shit
If it's gon bring me down I don't want nun of that shit
Feel like JB, they was hating on me
Saying I was the problem
Don't know what they need
Thank god he saved me
Why not the others
Kuz niggas be fake and they act like brothers
But they tryna see you do worse than your mother
Gotta be us it can not be no other
Put that on me
I'm A.L.T.I.D
No one got nothing on me

I've been moving in the shadows
I just talk to myself

Let them get away
The feelings that I felt

Making money as a junkie
Wish I could get back my health

Ten x two ggs to the face