(My thing)
Tru storyyyyy
Lost in my thoughts, guess thats what i get for thinking
Lost in the cough, this year i almost quit drinking
Took some time off just to find myself sinking
Then they said i fell off, thats what i needed
He mad me flash out, look how i turned into a cash cow
Broker than a joke, who get to laugh now?
Rod got them racks now
Always knew that i would cash out
Just had to keep going when i was assed out
Told em fuck punching the clock, i’ll break in houses with Kareem
And fuck yo favorite rapper , he ain’t gangsta as he seem
I done met a lot of rappers
They don't live the life they say they live (say they live, oh they say they live)
They don't do the things they say they did
Jeezy told us trap or die, but told his son don't go to college
Im a bottom boy, survivor, i made it out my apartments
Last year, i was thinking bout robbing the same rap n***as for some robins
But life go up and down like elevators
Who would of knew that we’d count hella paper
Or that this cash shit come with haters
We moving fast like the talledega
Them n***as mad, but they get greater later
I got a tip for ya, save ya energy cause you gone need it
We finna ball, you got a long season of hating for no reason
I run a game, these n***as nose bleeding
Them shows piling and them phones ringing