[Intro: Scolla]
Go on let it out
Go on let it out

[Verse 1]
Money ain't shit besides a way to pay the rent
Before I touch man it's already spent
My n***a I ain't flossin'
Unless it's early in the morning and I'm finna be out the door to attempt to open some doors yeah I try it often
Trying often just to keep my head above the waters
Of the ocean they try and throw me in don't compare me
To another n***a story better reference my author my pages
Still being creative my n***as done think I made it
My dreams are farther than whatever expectations you making
My attention is vacant so your statements you can keep them mane
I really got my own way that I been thinking mane
Got my own lane and I ain't speeding
Just another evening that I'm smoking up and writing down this shit
Is right around the corner manifested been backed into a corner
But fuck being in a walking coma
I'm bout to make moves
Broke n***as trying to pay dues
The end of the day just try to stay cool
Like my OG informed me to do
He told me that pride sometimes can create fools
And over time time will expose them to you
Show and prove I show what I prove to be nothing but real
You nothing but frail
I don't know how you n***as deal
With the cards you giving if you shuffling your hands
Put em back in the deck and then just try this shit again
Put me in the deck and then you'll probably understand
The stance of a brotha who be living under the umbrella
Of life staying prepared for the rain
Couple of drops done touched me but I really can't complain
No I really can't