[Verse 1: Starlito]
An old soul rockin' a throwback jersey
I sent her roses on Thursday
We back beefin' before they burgundy
Words are weapons
Sometimes even when you say nothin', it's still ma** destruction
She wasn't with me for my status, or my cash, or nothing
Gone, our separate ways; I think about her some days
Most of all, I think I'm thankful that I'm out of her way
Maybe meditate, I doubt that I pray
Might count it, but don't save
It gets so tense, I often feel my sense of humor fade
No suspense, but I guess that's the true expense of what you've obtained
The pretense of fame, means you pretend you're not insane
They sendin' all these shots without sendin' a name
When I send shots, I send you in and out your lane
Spinnin' out..
I'm pullin' up on anythang, mention Jermaine
Respect my come up, I defied gravity
Rhyme by myself, I arrive rapidly
Smokin' by myself, nah, I ain't pa**in' it
Do anything to provide for my family
What I'mma front for?
My life on the line on the grind every time I walk out my front door
Could have ninety-nine mill, I'm still gon' want more
Like, what's one more?
In the streets nobody plan to go to jail
A lot of soldiers get knocked on the humble
Rap like I'm on the run, I did what I done
Ain't the least bit ashamed, not proud neither
Cause if I got caught, all the sh** I saw
Probably be locked up and get out neither
Just been runnin' red lights, in my red car, with the red seats
Shipped it out to AZ
Grind hard, I fed me
Yeah, that's my legacy
Learn from your mistakes, exterminate the fakes
Don't let nothin' deter ya; that's determination
The side of the town I come from, you rarely, if ever, make it
Nobody I know patient
And when it's slow, they start takin'
My homies incarcerated, they say I'm they motivation
Hustlers and boosters embrace me for the music I be makin'
Gang units falsely accuse me of some type of affiliation
But I fell in love with guns
It's the only way I knew to deal with the hatred