( verse one)

( verse one) In my life i’ve been alone i ain’t ever need no other man, Gotta stay out da way until about 100 bands, Could die in these streets but i had a better plan, Made it on my own cuz ain’t have a helping hand, (Verse two) Had to get over that drug addiction it had me at war with myself, My gut already know if I ain’t have all this money you would’ve been left, Lungs still burning from all the smoking shit got me worried bout my health, Auntie took me out the game but i still move careful got a glock on my shelf. ( Everybody bleed the same so everyone s threat so you gotta learn to move careful, They say money change people around you since i filled my pocket I’ve been getting that pressure, Posting guns and flexing money I was tought that none if that is clever, They got ketch up in them chains I’m sick of writing all them letters, Committed to the military money coming i’m gonna continue going up ain’t stopping at this level, I could have a mil in my account and i will stop and say i could still do better, Riding around stay paranoid from them sounds so i gotta keep me my metal, Hurt my hard when I heard tyrique got send to that juvenile shit ain’t nothing but the devil