same place, same face, same hate, good money, good friends turned snakes " some how im still in the same place new friends but i still see the same face old friends try to hate and discrace my name but i never take nothin to heart cus i know better, this aint no love letter, but ion want to love to stop, i aint gon stop until im at the top, when people dont dismiss it, when i try to help them be aware it feel lile no one listens, how can i be forgiven, shit i feel like ive risen from the dead the way these people puttin bodies in prison, in my head i feel like everyones snitchen, shit im finna get a boat n sail away, theres gata be another way, yall fuckin acting lame, i gata say, since we lettin all these people be in pain, why dont we make the rich nit even have to pay, have the poor own taxes on they checks, so they cant even afford to look their best, this is chess, the way they play us like some pawns, god knows if they cross me then they gone, i aint ever have to lie in my songs, tryna get my money up to pay my homies bonds, ride along, hittin bongs, rollin up the fattest blunts, homie crazy, know he pullin wild stunts, im w my team, we all gon get our money up , lookin clean, sippin on a double cup, it aint enough, you know i gata spread some love, for the ones, that we lost they up above, chasin chedder, really tryna get the cheese, god please, i got a thick bitch on her knees, been burnin trees, thankfully, i can see through the leaves, i believe that no is my time to achieve,