Ambitious

I'm not seeking repentance Father
I'm asking forgiveness for what I'm about to do
That's not how this works
What exactly are you going to do

I can't even sleep got that 40 in my jeans yeaaa yeaaa

I can't even sleep got that 40 in my jeans yeaaa yeaaa
Pockets lookin low I can't keep sitting broke yeaaa
I'm not reckless times are desperate need a change yeaaa
Fuck a 9-5 they ain't givin no help yeaaa
What you think the streets do when we hungry
Can't play me like I'm Sony
They hate me like I'm Kony
The hate it comes from phony
I've got that hustle in me ironic the son of Tony
I'm too ambitious gotta make sure that I ball like Kobe

I always knew that I would drip on these hoes just like Sobe
I hear em spreadin lies talkin and act like they really know me
Streets got me traumatized never been someone there to console me
Facts gettin falsified niggas act like that they never known me
I had to change the tide
Isolate myself I'm by my lonely
Stay in my confines if you really real you gotta show me
They tried to treat me like a slave but no I'm not Toby
All the shit that I done gave feel a lot of people owe me
Tic Toc time against me like Rollies
I'll knock a nigga out like Rollies
Knock knock on your door nigga don't know me
Putting a sock in your mouth Mick Foley
I see through all the schemes double standards in betweens
All this betrayal got me smokin weed sippin lean
Don't worry nigga revenge is only in my dreams
I could do it but why waste the energy
It's kind of flatterin all this time wasted on me
Focused on money I'm barely focusing on me

I can't even sleep got that 40 in my jeans yeaaa yeaaa
Pockets lookin low I can't keep sitting broke yeaaa
I'm not reckless times are desperate need a change yeaaa
Fuck a 9-5 they ain't givin no help yeaaa
What you think the streets do when we hungry
Can't play me like I'm Sony
They hate me like I'm Kony
The hate it comes from phony
I've got that hustle in me ironic the son of Tony
I'm too ambitious gotta make sure that I ball like Kobe

I can't even sleep got that 40 in my jeans yeaaa yeaaa
Pockets lookin low I can't keep sitting broke yeaaa
I'm not reckless times are desperate need a change yeaaa
Fuck a 9-5 they ain't givin no help yeaaa
What you think the streets do when we hungry
Can't play me like I'm Sony
They hate me like I'm Kony
The hate it comes from phony
I've got that hustle in me ironic the son of Tony
I'm too ambitious gotta make sure that I ball like Kobe



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Writer(s): Jeremy Hall
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