fighting all these demons i been clutching on my soul gotta take a different path rediredt the flow had to make my own rules reprogram the code sitting here thinking which way should i go grab the keys im on my way im headed out the door cruisin in the whip smoking blunts of the dro bout to pull up to the plug cause i always need some more we ran through it either smoked it or we flipped itq and when you see me coming you know im bout to whip cause im really with it man my rhymes be fucking wickid i ain't even kiddin i ain't even playing act like your confused you heard what i was sayin i might just go super sayin i been elevating everyday im going up dont be bringing around no bullshit cause you know i dont give to fucks im just out to make a buck i done ran out of luck all i know is get a dollar gotta feed my kids you can keep that fake love cause i gotta handle bizz yeah im always on my grizz always on my grind tryna ease the pain it be stayin on my mind feels like im running out of time missing out on memories things i cannot get back but im always busy cause i gotta chase these racks life got me stressed so im smoking through these packs i just got another pound im about to break it down bout to hit the town I've been working on my sound you gon hear it at my show sayin that I'm next cause they know im bout blow