Intro

If you like me then you had to grow up quick
Based on what you seen you might've had to grow up sick
Beat the odds depending on what yo focus is
How much you dedicated? Man somebody notice it
Used to wish for a mil every time I blew my wish
I ain't know to get it that it was gone be harder than this
Mention hard as bricks, you become a target quick
It's really heartless jits who be out here sparking it
Chasing dreams while I'm ducking slugs to the head
Living clean but a couple thoughts come in my head
I'm supposed to come out clean? It's dirty in the feds
They'll have me in them shackles six feet under gone and dead
I'm losing my brain, Immune to the pain
Man it's rules in this game It's never you over fame though
It's clout over trust, It's love under lust
They'll die for a Bentley but not live for a bus
I cant fuss glamour do attract me
I cant let it change me or distract me, my demons almost me had me

I live for the bigger, a million dollars they finish line
I cant relate cause I live for the richer
A canvas but no picture that's the rough draft
Victory stay in my head while I complete the rough laps
I'm from where they give you hate while they giving you congrats
Your own kind will take you, make a whole family collapse
They only feeling safe while they
Buying them gats, dedicated ones only grind to relax
Ones who complacent always blind to the fact that
Ain't no change coming if we act the way we act
Strangers show you love
Bros throw out hate
Scared ones end up leaving while some ones may stay off faith
Got to keep a pole if you try to stay out late
These youngins out here heartless they'll put it to your face
They'll do it in broad day, all black to dodge a case
Gloves and the mittens they ain't tryna leave a trace
Won't no suds on them dishes when they ate right off my plate
They'll show up when I'm popping when it's hard they wont stay
Everybody think alike I see the same in every face

Same way in every person, run to Instagram that's how situations worsen
Wanna speak instead of learning can't face the fact
They wrong that's how they egos really burn 'em
Now they elderlies concerned If they'll survive in the streets
They could change but they don't try that's why a few just ride with me
Tryna past poverty, tryna bless who hot as me
Too much talent that's a waste
Acknowledgement just got to be Something normal for a brother of my kind
Young one with a message you could hear it in our rhymes
See it in our face that we got something deep inside
In a place to keep and hide so we don't sit and lose our mind
2x
Underdog