[Verse 1]
I [?] for anything, but thinking about goin' back to the motherland
I know these n***as envy, but I understand
But on the other hand, I been runnin up the money out the rubber bands
Still focus on that [?] shit, I'm chasing out the other trends
I been focus on myself and I don't know what's goin on
I swear it's some lame shit everytime they call my phone
Are you broke and got no money, but you [?] showing love
I don't fuck with them n***as 'cause we just don't get along

[Chorus]
I don't know a [?], still [?] fed my fam
I feel like I can find my soul on a getaway
[?]
I don't know [?], still [?] fed my fam
I just won't [?] gateaway
[?]

[Verse 2]
Still blessed, at least I know I got God on my side
And evеry night I was out there all alone
And hе was there every time I made song
And he was there every fight, I was punching n***a's domes
Dropping n***as by the four
Check the score, yeah we up now
You can catch a bullet, keep runnin' until you touch down
What's up now?
I was feenin' for a bustdown
I was feenin' to be up now
All of these n***as [?] wanna front now
[Chorus]
I don't know a [?], still [?] fed my fam
I feel like I can find my soul on a getaway
[?]
I don't know [?], still [?] fed my fam
I just won't [?] gateaway
[?]