passing days with spades and making hustles off these trays to regaining my weight they tell me i need get my mind right i need stick to these changes or youll end up shackled in these chains but you either know or dont its more than just tryin fit in most us the black sheep the family know exactly what im saying they be on some bullshit and think that means you are to to many snitchin so i started grindin to myself to many chasin titles fuck a belt im just here tryin do the best i can with what i got fuck campfire storys it is what it is this games being glorified by the wrong ideas they braggin bout who overdoses whos got the highest tolerance to fentanyl instead them days at the bottom grindin because you had the outcast half us started flippin bags tryin survive instead saying its why we shine always been the most hated but best believe growin up i made sure the family had bread at the table stay faded because the memorys that come with it when ya grindin on ya lonely that shit hits different they so worried bout me being crazy wanna say that im lazy after day and night of staying focused outta mind outta site move by the silence more than the ones who always just tryin brag always tryed to seprerate the ones that dont belong just because im me dont means mimick the movement if it makes ya shakey sometimes i wonder what itd been if roads been different maybe if id tooken education more serious if id had a better influence the ones at the bottom can be grimy but they also always showed me more love told them day ones this for them so still in 423 on these tracks for them real ones give worth to the grind till then i put faith and pray me and them day ones make it out