when I was at the trap selling Crack to make some money it had me feeling kinda funny I kept a strap right on me if you was my enemy better start runnin oh darlin I be fallin searching for a reason to keep Ballin but it seems to be harder n harder to find one each an everyday getting high son just so i can get by thinkin bout the day when I'm gon die constantly complatating suicide wonderin should close my eyes knowin damn well ima see you lookin back at me like shit what am I gon do should I accept defeat no thts not it gotta stay on my feet focused on my money working on risin to the top now no can cause me to stop wow better lookout Finna have a homicidal cookout