I'm still walking with my sense of pride
And I'd be lying if I said I was balling, homie I'm just getting by
But even I can recognize that I'm a different guy
And I'm trying to find a little more meaning than just live and die
Yeah, middle fingers out the sun roof, sipping on a 40 ounce, we twisting up this bud too
My life ain't glamor and glitz, its deal with pressure, feel the stress and then get hammered as sh**
They tell me, if you want to make it, then you got to get out
For once, I don't care and this the coldest sh** that's come out my mouth
For real, man this the dopest album I've put out
Just be myself and let the music take me out of this drought