I guess im changing, but you gotta know u never got it

Grew up round Gates Ave, other side of stuy projects

We had to take off, young **** had prospects

I just had corned beef, found a way to get broccoli

I had to shake all da fuk **** dafuq off me

I don't got trust for em, only gotta get profit

Im headed to the top only way I can't stop it

Im not a prophet just the **** that has gotta cause it

No other options when they tryta keep you at the bottom

Cant go a day without another black body droppin

Hard to mediate a feeling he just had to pop em

He could not deviate stick to plan to get it popping

I understand, the **** talkin often be a target

I sympathize, these days its kinda hard to be a martyr

Entrepreneurial, maniggas had to get it started

Blueprints, house flips, written on the parchment

Pyramids in my vision cuz im such an artist

Hit my up my man for a clip cuz the scene gettin harder

I tried to pick this shit apart but there's no goin round it

Most these days I need the erb to keep my sole feelin grounded

Most these days I feel alone when everyone is still around me

I was lookin for a cure! the community got me

I had to search for something pure, somehow they never forgot me

I gotta thank the paparazzi for the way that they shot me

I tried to keep it on the low, but the feds always watchin

Im tryna work with the OGs to get the kids other options

I buy a dub, I guess I don't, see the chance of it stoppin

But give them bois a chance to show you how we got out the projects

I got a chance on the mic I promised never to drop it

Opportunity was slim we didn't have many objects

Just my community and friends, we went a long way without it

With my compadres and the patrons that be making deposits

If u not wit me, then u fake n gtfo my pockets

If you not man enuff to say it, why tf are we talkin?

**** better come correct, im guess im Makin em cautious

I like it when they be direct, y they playin the politics?

See they mad at a **** cuz I did it so flawlessly

Still a street ****, guess the time at school didn't polish me

Probably took the 5th line for you all to acknowledge me

Guess the punch line is I wanna line **** collagen

But I went to college so I guess I gotta stay positive

Still I see its all a trap no matter what typa route it is

Even when they make it better they the ones that were causing it

Bouta get my crew together just to fuckin abolish it

I wrote that last stanza for the hood perspective

…I write these sonnets like my last message

Cuz this line could be my last and that shits depressing

I like to revel in the pain, that made me so expressive

I got to see another day, I guess its all a blessing

Every day outta school taught me my hardest lessons

A lot of **** aint ur friend, they just puttin bets in

Who gonna be there in the end, u gotta ask the question