Seven Digits (feat. Dot Demo)

I know I been sinnin'

But as long as I forgive me, I can't care about opinions

We used to be so timid, thinkin' talent's all we needed

Never seen a doctor perform surgery while he sneezin'

I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits

Used to smoke greens and talk multimillions visions

See my brother break down in tears on Brownsville benches

Buddha position seein' inside me, that's just forensics

I been hustlin' since four numbers was seven digits

Projects ain't have no chimneys so Santa would never visit

Usually it's harder to start than it is to finish

I promise this time next year, daddy, it's straight Benzes

And I don't mean to make the goal sound materialistic

But they raised us pessimistic, they need comfort 'cause they quit

At ten years old I used to carry rocks to fight the witches

Had a chip on my shoulder but now we just champion trippin'

When you heart speak to you clearly, don't ask permission

Sometimes to build an airport you burn bridges

Puffin' shisha, open to knowin' things I ain't learn yet

The top is walkin' distance, you just scared to take the first step

Skippin' up and down, can't pause the pain with a party

Got cousins still brushin' they teeth with the soap for they body

Got cousins that gotta shower when the rainstorm comes

Inherited my place in the game like the landlord's son

It's hard to look on the bright side

When the dark side's the bright side

I'm gon' blow with the word of God and the WiFi

Spit that elephant in the room shit

That 90% of people I believe in don't really do shit

Make moves, don't make excuses

You took shrooms and saw the future

An hour train ride to kick it to ya

Can't pray with a time limit

We all got our wars, I just learned how to rhyme with it

And if it's good then Jah did it

I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits

Yo, y-y-yo yo

Yo, I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits

Can't keep callin' women bitches, got a little sister

The devil got you sick and I'm spittin' that disinfectant

Foreshadow my future, it's ironic, I see all light

Rock a beanie the whole summer, your heart give me frostbite

Even when your trust went left field, I knew I'd be alright

Mom was gettin' robbed since phone came with extensions

You tried to David Blaine my chain in a millisecond

Still ain't go get weapon, bitch, I got forgiveness

You pulled that move on Christmas, I see the intentions

New LP poppin' like it's hired loss preventions

Found out I'm the chosen

One, I always still the show

But can't discount the focus, bro

Sold my soul to faith, motherfucker

I been broke but I won't break, motherfucker

I know Jesus ain't Aryan

I know I ain't scared no more, that's why they scared of 'em

I was the kid who couldn't spend a hunnid on the Nike Airs

So I cop the bootleg Uptowns, the all white pair

My songs used for DNA tracing

I know I can make it 'cause they made it

MTA was our vacations, replay bliss as my safe haven

Got love from the tastemakers

Started startin', stopped blamin' and complainin'

Stopped lyin' 'bout gun wavin'

Realized I was me and became famous

Buy the White House for my youngin's so shows like a fundraiser

I could give a single

Double, to the hundredth power fuck about the clothes you rock

Or who ho you got

'Cause I been, I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits

Ay, look, I been hustlin'

Lately been questionin' blessings, can't tell which one's a curse

Can't tell me nothin', indulged in the pleasures of this earth

Through desperate measures, we endeavor, six feet in the dirt

Doublin' up on worth

Feel the devil's presence goin' to work

On my premature hearse

Then hit my brother form another mother

Because his mother ditched the fam and left him with his brother

I'll never say I understand

Just help him overcompensate on ways to concentrate

The conscious state of mind that's gonna help us become a man

The golden plan of preparation failed

Still I got faith, but is it safe to say we safe from hell?

He'll never learn until intended bullets burn

And the reaper sneaks in it's turn

Blood leakin' to his sneakers, put "Fresh to death" on his urn

In debt in the depths of fire where every step there's concern

We down to kill for hire as long as them checks is firm

You preachin' to the choir if talkin' 'bout lessons learned

Godly essence all in my presence

Still questioning all these blessings I've earned

Self inflicted, ghetto born, sadistic

The kettles on, troubles brewin', plus I water whipped it

He dropped a yard in the pot, came back three more digits

The stove is hot, but the cold is frigid

Peace to the G's, six deep, died for the cause

Tough loss, pour the OE and visit

I'm used to MetroCards  but now we usin' metaphysics

My metaphors embody how you probably really livin'

And if you don', you probably ain't living, just wastin' time

But I been hustling since phone numbers was seven digits

Ay, ay, ay, ay

I been hustlin' since phone numbers was, look, ay