Everytime I get lyrical I get cynical and these opps get untypical Ls after Ls I guess that has to stop Speak from the heart, get closure Pull in the crib with a lamb truck with no key Mama proud of me coz I'm chasing my dreams Tryna make it to the top Niggas don't wanna see another nigga happy Called Abby to come chill with me Later that night we felt ill Spit bars like meek mill I drill into boreholes like it's on demand Order my rollies from overseas Always feel at unease when she's not next to me Bars so cold they could freeze your ears The years are moving so fast like they running a 100meter First I've ever been was a A sitter Go to the club meet a stripper and go dipper with it Always felt there was an empty space in my heart waiting to be filled Thought I found the girl to fill that space but I was wrong I belong to the strong, drawn family Increasing the pace so I could ace the race Nowadays I just move at my own pace to embrace who I am yeah