Little Slugger Intro.

Yo you already know who the fuck it is man
Now introducing
The Bronx Bomber
The nigga that steal yo money
Yo girl, and all the honeys
Robbin DiNero

Oh
'Kay

24 yet people calling me a old soul
Hit the laundromat peaceful when I fold clothes
Eyes on me best believe baby done chose
Where the two of us gon be? Only Lord knows
Staying driven chasing women just gon make me broke
Learned that one too many times it was a running joke
In my life but it proved a point to go and show
You gotta take a couple Ls if you wanna grow
Don't be ashamed everybody make mistakes
Would you learn from anything if you consistently great?
On that sub throwing timing then it's time to negate
To make the money work for me to kick back and just wait
For when the funds come, learned that from Richest Man In Babylon
Track sounding like if Spawn birthed a child with Chaka Khan
Use to get the bag and feel I'm on a different echelon
Then be so quick to give it up like it's Ramadan
Made no sense really though no dollars
But still believing in the dream like I'm Bo Dallas
Walking cross the highway to get to my job
Could be worse but I'll be damned if I say it ain't hard
Because something gotta give in this game we calling life
If how I'm livings wrong then I'll never be right
The breadwinner, get back home and fed dinner
Serving up a plate of steamed hams P Skinner
From the South Bronx born and raised
How people moving out here leaving me confused and dazed
Quick to show mad love but that all be fake
Sick and tired of the hate need to find my space
And get away, otherwise I'll call it a day
If there ain't much to talk about then I got nothing to say
You not a fan of goofyness? Then tell me why entertain?
A black beatle head full of raps Swae times Sway
Lately I been thinking bout if I'm the villain
Snap into reality and get up out my feelings
Guilt tripping myself since I'm a human being
Distancing myself from friends and family for some healing
Non sexual but swear I'm hearing Marvin Gaye
I wanna know what's going on in our current state
It's not too late to change but I'll never contemplate suicide
Living life already do or die
Coming at you live like we tuned on channel Five
Except this ain't Faux news never telling lies
People flap they lips hourly to get by
Talking hot shit like some desperate housewives
Ain't a rapper but I'm out here tryna make a killing
With the insight team on the road to winning
Making bangers with my niggas every Sunday
And not stopping till I'm boo'd up with Ella Mai
Just being real speak my truth into existence
The shots you never take be the only ones missed
Take chances otherwise ya life is dismissed
Start to reminisce as you sit in the abyss
Not too concerned about the folks out here that's dissing me
I'm tryna learn to spread more love to who all feeling me
That negativity is so easy to go give in
And it's the reason why some destined people never win
Now, you hate to see it
I wouldn't be saying any of this if I ain't mean it
Contract lines I read between it
Giving up my soul for the dough I guarantee it
Really can't believe it
Royalties I won't receive it
My songs they'll just treat it
Like it's only for they ears, hold it dear never free it
Make me change my style to the way they see fit
Putting bullshit on my projects otherwise they won't release it
And it's damn shame
But at the end of the day all businesses is fair game
Advance nice but they tricking you up like a lame
End up in debt off art you built up with ya own name
All said and done it's really only you to blame
Labels got a whole list of licks they getting gains
That's what happens when you feen to be up next for fame
Just cause you shot Jesse James don't make you Jesse James