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