Esta (Producer) - Tug-At-War lyrics

[Verse 1] No one to show him the ropes, had to learn on my own Wasn't in wealth, fronted our self, no one to owe for a loan Show after show, was gettin' dough, paper was slower than slow Still did all that I chose, though they was hopin' I don't If I can and it's safe, then I'm takin' a chance A brother rapping is someone they wouldn't think would freelance Take the advantage, make advancements to create my advance It's nunchin', blunts we just stuff 'em while we crush the substance Cause our goals is substantial, obsolete, inside I fleet, you know the tank full Know this a drag, this one L that you can't pull Facin' defeat as we can see you at a standstill Two choices, you leave your car, try to act hard, then get jumped Await to get some cables to your car and get jump Started, I'm just starting, I'm ba**-strumming army close your wall And I'm still cold-hearted, don't stall it No time-wasting, no stalling Reaching my fundamental but ain't know balling She'll still give me ya number, how I see ya, how I call it Get high if you down, if not then bounce like hydraulics f** that, back to the topic Learn what I can from the true G's that I know Had loud but try to drown out the sound Liver getting bruised by your bottle No blueprints to follow, Dirty said "Usa los manos" When you rollin' in Cubanos, muchachos [Hook x2] This the way I see it, look at things from my perspective Don't gotta f** with me but you still gotta respect it Shock 'em with the flow, energy could be electric My goals to meet perfection, my taste is so eclectic [Verse 2] Would probably trip, if he knew I followed in his steps When I'm 'posed to do the bills I'm clearly pilin' up in debt Cards declined And ain't sh** found when they get higher than your neck I mean, what do you expect? If I gotta wait a month or two to get my f**ing check it's alright Life been feeling like a test Type of dude to hit the doob, thought I was poppin' with my ex Just in case we seen the tecs we hid the hemp inside her dress and nod to feds But yo, then I wasn't fully grown, no joke Mood got blown when they found out that I smoke Like damn, our son is an arsonist Shine bright, get enlightened from the spark within In the mainstream it's seem like none of y'all could swim You're all like din, this shark ain't fin, on point But lately I've been sharpening the steel till I got it sealed like harpooning Before my father wouldn't let me out Now I brainstorm, burn the forest, blow out thinking clouds I got water while you in a drought, the words that I jot got me hot I plan to never simmer down Mary Jane's a freak so back it up for this juvenile I'll be the one to nail it Fly gon' do them foul Could give you tips, all I need is the cuticle Shots like I knew to dial[?], hear me out I'm at my house So I might just hit you now cause it's allowed [Hook]