Verse 1 [Foreign Da-neece]

Rather die,by mi own hands,than a couple hands,I ont know
Rather live,life on the road,than with dawgs ,who want me to fall
Rather pay respect to a building, than people,thinking they more
Rather pay respect to the dead,than sumbody,who take me for jokes
I ain't kidding when I've been starving for weeks, I needed to eat
The food never come on the plate for itself,I needed the meat
The money never grow on trees,but still ,we needed to shift
You looking at me, am looking thru you ,and know what you think
Hopefully if your life is funny,then I take no part of it
You can die by my side ,but never with me,that's how I live
I believe in what I believe in,thats opposite,what you think
I Coeval with no relation, guess I'm the only machine
And honestly, the truth gone hurt you,I consider me the first
Nobody closer to my body, so I'm lonely in the rain
I came up shorter,than a peg
Wish you remember me again
I promise nothing but a lie,the truth gone make you feel the pain
I talk to him,not eryday...we kinda distant nowadays
I Keep myself from hurt,my heart is fragile in a tent
If heaven got me ,then I'm safe,I mean in spiritually riem
The earth don't respond to your pain,I guess thats how I lost my ways
I believe,mi deserve a range,before I get to see the grave
And mentally, you got deranged,you acting boasy,but a slave
And make a hunnid,mili yon
Then stash somewhere in mandev
I seen it all ,before you came,I am the leader of your wave
Pre-Hook [Foreign Da-neece]

Got turned on,no cable
Young black star,Roberto
Fast car,new matero
Driven women, turbo
Still inde,,no label
Figure that out,like kenko
Got more life goals,than eto
You can not love me,let Go

Verse 2 [Foreign Da-neece]

I know a God's plan,I know the devil's work
Ya parole me ,the music scene
I came up after Kendrick men
Amicably got true essence
Me Quittings like you making sense
Keep talking bout ma music, we gone see how far you making friends (make a mends)
I make me a killer bar..then erase it cause like Escobar
A Grammy nominated nikka,is how you tell ,he made it far
If ya can't push a wheelbarrow, how ya gone push a cruiser track
If ya can't help them kids inside your hood,how you want help from God
("If ya can't be my friend,y'all better get outta my Grammy way
If ya can't be my b*tch,y'all better find a dude who smoking chains")
(Crying)
("If ya can never help me change my life,y'all better hit them Blake's I guess
If ya not on my good side,better go to hell for Satan break")
First time I got up on stage
Got off ,then I went to bed
Jokes on me ,the circus man
Nexus off my fucken chain
Precious life is all bout change
I cannot pretend the same
I can never end this way
Everything is all bout fate