Told ya’ll niggas a million times, “I’m gon’ make it”
Pull up, Bentley truck and it’s mine, it’s not basic
Hoes see the jewelry shine and get naked
How you say you true to your grind with no patience?
Demons really stuck in my mind, that’s what I’m facin’
I know that I’m one of a kind, no correlation
Money comin’ in, I made some millies, now they hatin’
Honestly, I’m takin my time, these niggas racin’
I’m patient, Tjay name in every conversation
Told ’em “I’ma be here for a while”, that’s confirmation
I ain’t drop no music in a while but I’m in chasin’
I’ve been tryna hide the demon in me, tired of fakin’
At least I get the guap like a real one
Took so many losses on my life, I wanna kill some
I can’t even cap to ya, like, I don’t even feel nun’
Gang got the pills now, tell you that’s my real son
I come from a block where it’s war, no friendly
Niggas tired of missin’, tryna go out with extendys
Killer, fiens, robbers, ain’t too much farther
Thinkin’ you gon’ take some from me? Don’t bother
Yeah, my mom said I need to change but I’m stuck in my ways
Institutionalized, ‘member bein’ stuck in the cage
I done seen too many niggas on front of the page
Overworked for all them times when we was starvin’ for days
Okay
Told ya’ll niggas a million times, “I’m gon’ make it”
Pull up, Bentley truck and it’s mine, it’s not basic
Hoes see the jewelry shine and get naked
How you say you true to your grind with no patience?
Demons really stuck in my mind, that’s what I’m facin’
I know that I’m one of a kind, no correlation
Money comin’ in, I made some millies, now they hatin’
Honestly, I’m takin my time, these niggas racin’
I’m-
Grrt, bow, bow
Youngin’ gettin’ wiped in the streets and mommas cryin’
Lucky boy, my story unique and I ain’t lyin’
So I’m flexin’ in sleep for them times we ain’t had none
Trench Kid from the mud, felt I had it all
Trenches, was a dog, had to run it up
I’m from the bottom, so I think I’m above
Just wanna thak my supporters, my family knows I love
On me, everything that’s going on, any stuff that’s goin’ wrong
They don’t even think about it, they just call me
A lot of pressure’s on my shoulder, I can’t sleep
Bad things, OD
Niggas hate when they don’t know me
On the road to the riches, I know I’m good if they listen
And when I go, wanna die, I just let ’em [?] Kobe
I’m so grateful my accomplice mention everything to me
I’m so graetful for the better life a nigga got to see
I’m so grateful how them trenches shit ain’t who I’m supposed to be
It’s so crazy how there everybody blessin’ me
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh
Swear I told ya
I told ya
