I know I’m different from these ****,

Reimbursing on who band ?

Used to beg my mom some cash but now I’m posted off her plan.

You know it’s hard to struggle in & out that beach when running fast,

Just to find a way securing all that strength, from that sand

& I know shit ain’t meant fo me but other **** out they ass,

Talking what they wanna be but never touched foot on that grass.

Every dogg come wit a treat but that ain’t me if I don’t last,

What’s to get around this world if it ain’t me containing land.

I’m just tryna get it, money freak I’m in the bag.

Dollars make a lot so happy, hopefully this shit can last.

Ain’t enough to make me happy less I eat along my family, I’m stressing if I never make a plan to get it naturally.

I’m shootin for the sun that makes me shine with all this accuracy,

I’m cold inside my body but my anger got audacity.

Don’t like nobody presence, they was absent when I tried to be that **** putting everybody on & still they trashing me.

If I’m alone too many times, I feel like I should be alone.

So nothing in my life could tell which side I’m piccin off the most.

One day I pray before I die to tell my mom to make this toast, that we ain’t cried but shed a tear no one could hear the obstacles

& if you reading bout my story, don’t listen to articles,

Only you could do the judging when I tell what I done told.

But Ian off to tell no business that I’m making on my own, you might think I’m not on shit but I know what I’m on the low.

Chorus;

I know what it feels like tryna make it up,

Everybody talk that new shit, **** messin up

& with these problems I’m just tryna toast a glass so bottoms up

& I say fucc it then fucc you cuz **** ion give a fucc.