Verse 1:


My future looking bright, if you know my past
Gamble on my loss, get your refund back!
I came back starving the street was soo vicious
Started seeing digits when I stopped chasing bitches
You can’t buckle this talent or kill my drive
The judge can’t stop me from swerving in rides
Put my soul between the lines it’s 25 to life
College drop out, now I’m rapping with mics
Up and coming rapper like I’m in your blindspot
Never catch me off guard man I’m like cyclops
I’m like bed bugs who get slept on
Menace to rappers peep the vest on
I’m hustling to disappear like ghost
If we didn’t starve bitch why you trynna toast?
Birds Mistaken I’m interested in their chest
But I swerve on em like bounced checks


Verse 2:


Murder in black beamers, they never seen us
You can imitimate but you’ll never be us
Young and ambitious, that’s just how I’m feeling
From the bottom trynna stack paper to the ceiling
Raised by the streets, lost all my pity
Automatic flow trigger temper like a semi
Steady pistol drilling the page with dope lines
Forensic reports under the nose no lies
Upper echelon still dressing like I’m tasteless
Make a bitch strip like she landed in vegas
She asked what I possessed in my assets
I told her the middle finger is what her ass gets
They only reach when your pocket is deep
Home wreckers lying through their teeth
I planted money seeds I can’t wait until it grows
I put on for my family ain’t no motherfucking joke!