Artist

Consequences come with street life, but we still did it
I Aint fuck with school graduated Still did it
Prayed for better days, no surprise that we winning
Everyday we played the field niggas can't stop spinning
I Aint have no money Tryna figure what I'm missing
Bloody prints when I walk got me stepping in some Christians
Never see me folding it Don't go with my religion
You only got one chance with me I use to be forgiving

Bitch I'm up Don't hit my phone brand new number you can't called this
Right now you call me bro, but where were you when I ain't have this
Niggas Aint believe, but all the steps I had to plan this
I might spazz and blow him down sorry lord I'm risking all this
Brodie told me chill and move right and be a Artist
Wanna see me dead, or fucked up like I started
Grindin, I'm steady grinding
Can't even rest right
Shining, I'm really shining I live my best life
I Aint use to have it all, money turned me flex type
Always say I'm different, and I'm nun like the rest right
Don't ask me why I do it, I do it for my family
Try to take it from me Imma take you from yo family
Got a cold heart wish I can call and talk to granny
I don't know yo pain I got brothers poppin xannies
Imma roll it up I'm to high I'm not even standin
It is what it is I'm not good with the planning

Bro nem trapping hard and some of them ain't never had a job
I been through some shit that I can't say I got the battle scars
Told me that you loved me you ain't show it guess that shit was hard
I was writing raps I was only tryna make it out
Paved a way for Youngin s all my shorties need a safer route
Gotta keep a pole Cuz I be dammed I let em take me out
Niggas know I'm smart can't be them niggas they try make me out
All that shit I did and I'm still getting blessings
Bags on my eyes Aint no sleep I was restless
They was never there real talk I felt neglected
This shit took some years but it's aight it was destined
First you get the money, then the power you respected

First you get the money, then the power you respected