Verse 1
I pray to god I will make it and stay away from f** n***as
I had soul since the beginning
I can't lose to these n***as
I'm a bread winner
I'm a go getter who is all about the money
If you don't got the cash you cannot get sh** from me
I ain't being funny
Seriously you can't take from me
I'm not the type to share the shine
I was put on this earth so all of it could be mine
I'm still young
Not senile
No slave ships
Just yacht cruises
They mad because they can't do it
I got dough
Watch me use it
Grown women want to sleep with me and make children
That's how it be
It's not happening if you ask me
I'm too much into these streets
I'm just enough for the industry
I put my message on these beats
Rolling blunts in dutch leaves or backwoods
I'm that hood
Chorus x2
"I pray to god" I will make it
Stay up
I stay up
Get dough
Get caked up
You know me
I can't switch it up
Stay away from f** n***as
What the hell do they want from me
You can't get much
I'm off the hook
I got the key
Don't f** with me
Verse 2
Underestimated meeting expectations taking over every nation
It makes sense only when you pay for it
All this hard work
It's like I slave for it
A master of the craft
That's what I am word to any man
Simple to understand
I'm a living prophet who's inspired
Spirited but not a ghost writer
Thank the highest for thinking of me and my success
You're going to see the worst before you see the best
I swear my life's a test
Full of stress
I am depressed
When I'm up no one can contest
I put the hate to rest with no dreams they can scheme on
I don't need a shoulder to lean on
I'm my own man
Never had a childhood
So I'm hoping for the best when it's nothing left
New kicks watch where you step
It's all about respect
If you diss you can catch a left
That's what you get
Chorus x2