V1

I said fuck rap til I get my money right,

Last couple **** tried to play me dummy like I’m lackin’ & ain’t up to par on business and how this shit go,

I ain’t green and you can’t gas me tho I’m parked at citgo,

Getting 20 on 11 trying to fill up my tank,

Last week did 90 hours trying to fill up the bank,

Check only paid me 80 now I’m walking the plank,

On my Duncan Dream O’Neal trying to fill up the paint,

The one and you know it, won’t save em tho I’m feeling heroic,

Taking L’s and rarely show it, I’ve achieved being stoic,

Polished goods I write my stanzas similar to a poet,

1 of one and if you know me you know it, it’ll never ever,

V2

I been in my bag my **** word to AVEVO,

Wanna train my vocals so I’m soulful like Cee Lo, Problem on the stage so **** fear me like DeBo, Passionate bout my passions, show emotions like T.O.,

If it’s OT, got gas in the tank or I die reaching,

Some **** selfish and they lazy so they die leeching, Others surroundings are toxic so they die breathing, Don’t get close, you’ll die freezing,

I’m cold and from JXN MS, I was bred in the mud,

Drip in me so my type don’t get wet in a flood,

Drip on you that’s the problem got that bitch in ya blood, Talking talent then you mentioning us,

Talking drive then you mentioning us,

While you taking the bus, praying you don’t get stuck, Never leveling up,

Gossip trash ain’t bout money we ain’t giving a fuck, Talking like yo squad better then we calling ya bluff,

A humble man can be taken for granted before he win,

A modest man wins and act like he never did,

A hungry man take all his losses square on the chin,

And Dolla all of the above, look what I did, there will never