I swear people hating on me But aint nothing yo can take from me That lies with in Trying to fight a world revoled around sin I'm better off staying in a pin Writing on my pen and paper They say fake it to make but you ain't being herd of Now you reminiscing on your could've and should've Wishing you had the big bucks By scraping your life away wit no luck Being broke can have anyone curl up But swear I'm on my way to first place A young king just trying to make it on that wall of grates something you cant fake Giving thanks to the one who made me the only real one who can really raise me up I'm about to cock shit better back up like I got a full loaded pump So Who want some of the hunet round drum That'll Make you fall back into your cassette Like the MIB got to flash shit But it's all a dream remisoning about the flashing lights Dreaming higher then my summer time kits Summer nights late nights quarter pints Getting lit till we shutted are eyes But hanging by the hunny I'm a worker bee working to put worth in me Don't push my butts to much I might just over heat I got the stake now let me eat I'm just trying to feed my nigga Can't wait to staken them millions Counting the bread up Look at me hyping my head up Na I'm fed up with this only being a dream Kicking thorough the door like I really mean shit Put the mask on feel the heat on the back of my neck that weight on my chest Telling me to get my bread right but my mind is telling me to screwed my noggin tight Cause I'm losing my life Losing light the woulrd is getting harder to fight And I just want to mean right I just want to mean right