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[Verse 1: J.A.B.]
Got a couple issues, think you can handle 'em?
Drive 'til the wheels fall off, maximum
Ultimate, all time, I told me keep my head up
Bitches all bitches, man gotta get your bread up
I'm sure they did love you, I'm sure you were a good kid
When you got in trouble man I'm sure you did hustle
None of that matters if you can't focus
Them things seem important but they just molded
You need some intent, what you represent?
On that note, homie this conversation ends
Kept the [?] in Heaven haven't slept a day since
Fucking lost my mind then I fucked my girl's friend
Start to [?], only nineteen I ain't start to begin