Fuckin' with them Percs, I pray the Lord don't take my soul (On God)

Every time I go through shit, I get right back in that mode

I faced all my problems head up, you know I'm a soldier

Like fuck it, gotta run my bread up, I'm back on the road

If I touch a mic ten times, ****, that's the M on shows

Every day I'm poppin' out fly, I spend a M on clothes

Even though I'm spiralin' out my mind, I ain't spendin' shit on a ho

Heard **** talk down on Herbo like I ain't did shit for the bros (What?)

Like I ain't spend a M on the bros (Huh?)

Like I ain't put on for the block, could've bought another watch, but I spent it on bowls

Like I ain't make it happen when a **** got shot, got in traffic tryna even the score

Like I ain't hit ****' OGs when they was in need, don't nobody know

Like Sleeze won't let me jump in with a Glock in a ski 'cause he know I'll blow

Know I'll blow

Like Wop won't hit my line when the bricks outside 'cause he know where I'll go

He already know where I'll go

Like Drench wasn't witnessin' his Big Cuz going on missions, he know I ain't fold

I ain't never fold

Like Dank ain't run up a milli from practicin' all the shit that I showed him

Like Big Opp ain't go from savage to rapper from listenin' to what I told him

I'm still stickin' to the code, tryin' get a win (No bap)

I'm comin' right back off a win, tryin' to win again

I need mercy on my soul 'cause I live in sin

I had real friends switch on me for dividends

I'm still stickin' to the code, tryin' get a win

I'm comin' right back off a win, tryin' to win again

I need mercy on my soul 'cause I live in sin

I had real friends switch on me for dividends

I'm grateful for my fans, I started rapping in 2010

Got turnt, I went up ten, I'm tryin' to run up ten again

I grew up gangsta, wanna be a businessman like 50 Cent

Got labels askin' about my masters 'cause I got 50 percent

Right now I'm ventin', I'm sayin' some shit I thought I'd never admit

Made my first M, got down to my last 10K, I'll never forget

Judge had me stuck in the 'Raq, I was post-traumatic, got caught with a blick

Me and Oz put in them hours, I dropped my album and went up six

Seen the Reaper was runnin' with killers on hits, didn't repeat, I ain't repent

I was built for this, took a loss, my problems got knee-deep, but I ain't quit

And my heart too big, let **** take advantage of me, try and make us legit

I kicked it, but I'm in so much pain, I relapse back on the kick, damn

I'm still stickin' to the code, tryin' get a win

I'm comin' right back off a win, tryin' to win again

I need mercy on my soul 'cause I live in sin

I had real friends switch on me for dividends

I'm still stickin' to the code, tryin' get a win

I'm comin' right back off a win, tryin' to win again

I need mercy on my soul 'cause I live in sin

I had real friends switch on me for dividends