[Verse 1: Kerser ] Take it back guess theres certain sh** you cannot I thought some people had my back but they ran off Hope you get the message that I'm sending across Thought i knew where i was heading but i ended up lost In the maze of the rap game its kinda like the crack game Backstage chilling and somebody seen a strap, man Why me why they worry what the kers do My rapping help so much that if i ever stop it hurts you You won't admit that, you'll get you own chin tat Saying that you'll shoot but didn't know the shotty kicks back My phones tapped hope they listeing close Cos if I'm ever planning sh** i won't admit it on phones I never answer private numbers till my boys do the stretch Keep my money on the books cos i am loyal to d**h Still made it in the country had no radio yet But ill probably be the reason for the radios d**h Deadset [Chorus] I dont wanna be the one To brake down and fall I'm reaching up But i work so hard put life in rap That equals cash and jealousy and knifes in backs And i just don't know if raps the same Filled with fake gronks i never wanna rap again I tried to say this sh** yeah i did my best No matter what real raps living in my flesh [Verse 2: Kerser] Is it wrong i get a buzz when i show off my sh** Pulling up in my car like you know what it is Years ago they'd laugh, i was poor like dead broke Then i got paid won't forget what they said, no! Driving in the fast lane, thinking bout my past man Almost got trapped seeing life through the gla** aye Now I'm clean but i still smoke weed, pop pills sometimes And still sip my lean Used to get my ink by a c*nt on the nod And if we wanted for tats we would by em at shot Grow up round the block that a normal thing You live a sheltered f**ing life and ignore the sh** If you seen what i seen then likely you might be Hearing what I'm saying do it day and do it nightly We lived a different life mine did a 180 And my price is going up saying hi and pay me Baby [Chorus] I dont wanna be the one To brake down and fall I'm reaching up But i work so hard put life in rap That equals cash and jealousy and knifes in backs And i just don't know if raps the same Filled with fake gronks i never wanna rap again I tried to say this sh** yeah i did my best No matter what real raps living in my flesh [Verse 3: Kerser] This is me, this the truth its real Got the rap, got the look and the street appeal You meet f**ers like me harldy every in life Since i dropped my first sh** Ive in deeded the mic You should look into my eyes See the truth the realness they feel this I ain't gotta reveal sh** Its getting hard to stay real for all the fans Cos the coppers listen to, they wanna shut down my plan Tell the unders to f** off I'm getting bundles i love us And i ain't ever gonna stop from getting money i love it So if i come in adumage that means i wasn't 100% in what I told my missus so I'm not gonna f** it Ive spent a lot my money on sh** i got it I'm honestly sick And its even better cos i know what the poverty is So let me vibe out smoke a joint and lie down Thinking bout my life wow is this really mine now? [Chorus]