Clutch going out in the whip
I was still getting at it I just served them with the Nikes
Had the trap jumpin like a fish
Met he J's down the street cause the neighbors didn't like it
On the road I was taking trips
Heart drops when you see them did it you know what I'm talking about
Paranoid ain't no way to live
Trying to find a better way but ain't no job about to slave me
AIn't no job about to slave me
Or have me going crazy
Never knowing about my hours
Schedule changing on the daily
Call me in on my day off and off on my day in
Got off at two the morning
Scheduled back at 9 AM
It's a grind that's for sure
That why I said f** 9-5 I'm going to ride with the dope
A young hustler trapping wrapping fours
I sacked an ounce up before I ever rapped a note
Just like I'm Gucci b**h
You damn right I grew up riding to that Gucci sh**
TM101 that motivation got me through the sh**
I'm trying to ride cars act in movies like I'm Ludacris
But I better go clock back in cause I got that...
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I just wanna smoke blunts and travel
Get paid to babble and twist words like scrabble
See the kid li-grizzy-lix really ain't no f**ing actor
Real one equation I'm a motherf**ing factor
And it's a shame cause the sh** fake
I ain't really with it
But I am trying to get a check
f** it, I'll admit it
And Grizzy ain't never, ever got to switching
Always knew my role always played the same damn position
When they put me in that little box, I ain't get to snitching
Said they'd give me lesser charges but you know I didn't listen
I was cracking jokes, told them put me in the cell
If God questions tell em send me straight to hell