[Hook]
I've been turning up the bottle
Trying to find a way out of the struggle for my patnas
When you come from nothing, they don't wanna see you prosper
But I know my way 'round rock bottom, n***a I'll find a way
Couldn't turn to my bros, Got too much pride
Had to turn to a stove and flip them pies
And it burns in my soul, makes my heart cry
Said it burns in my soul, this my war cry

[Verse 1]
Fuck a mixtape, bitch I gotta find a plug
I'm talking fish bait, bitch I got it out the mud
I hap to flip weight, I was mobbin' on the low
On a mission to get a key like Super Mario
Had enough of being broke
Like Tyrese, I used to ride the bus with coke
Lil n***a, what you know?
Like i'ma sell blow 'til I blow, I do this shit for real
I can eyeball that white girl like Emmett Till
But like back then, that shit'll get you killed
And like back then, n***a I'm in the field
Gripping steel, still pulling capers
Until the day I get my freedom papers
You know I'm cut throat, type to wait until you're sleep
And bring the big mac to your door like Uber Eats
A victim to these streets, I'm a g until I die
I'm wiggin' on these beasts, Lord I hope you hear my cry - 'cause I've been

[Hook]
I've been turning up the bottle
Trying to find a way out of the struggle for my patnas
When you come from nothing, they don't wanna see you prosper
But I know my way 'round rock bottom, n***a I'll find a way
Couldn't turn to my bros, Got too much pride
Had to turn to a stove and flip them pies
And it burns in my soul, makes my heart cry
Said it burns in my soul, this my war cry

[Verse 2]
Bro keep the most exotic of flowers
Smoke Keisha like Tasha from Power
Sold diesel for the almighty dollar
You ain't a crook son
Like trying to get a stripper'S attention, y'all n***as shook ones
Late night missions, you know I took guns
Ridin' with that k up in my lap
When I make it to your trap, better have your windows boarded up
Or I'ma steal the coke like putting soda in a water cup
Was young as fuck in the telly with the fish scale
Had a flame in my belly like Miss Deb
No iPhone, I had a Nextel
Waiting on my next sale
Kept bales in case I fucked up the stove
Gotta be proactive for all the bumps in the road
10 deep with this trapping, so many stories untold
But no matter what happened you know I stuck to the code - Man I been

[Hook]
I've been turning up the bottle
Trying to find a way out of the struggle for my patnas
When you come from nothing, they don't wanna see you prosper
But I know my way 'round rock bottom, n***a I'll find a way
Couldn't turn to my bros, Got too much pride
Had to turn to a stove and flip them pies
And it burns in my soul, makes my heart cry
Said it burns in my soul, this my war cry