**** feel what i’m saying cuz it come from the source

How I feel toward the other side, fuck em of course

I’m being clear, understand me and listen

Its nothing in me that'll care if you living

Keep fronting and your face ima stab til I see like, half of it ripping

Step back, stair at you just to capture the feeling

Always let em think that you wouldn't

Oh you known in the street? what the fuck that got to do with a bullet

I fear me, dread the day my pain pour in da streets

Fuck revolvers , where the matic, gemi more to release

Know my style, he ain’t dead hit a organ at least

Then back to the hustle cuz **** gota fortune to reach

When you believe in you more than they want you to, you arrogant

Your opinion is urs, fuck you thought, we sharing it

To hate, a hater gona find a way, but I got time today

Fuck y’all is what i’m trying to say

By da way

I used to pray that this path might switch

It never came, just, grab more cain get it bagged by 6

Y’all sold crack, it don’t blast like this

I got a base head that blow half a dime and he laugh like kiss

Everybody got a shooter to send, its the stupidest trend

To name your shooter you as stupid as him

Cuz if he ever get knocked, he gona say it was who

Give em 20 more then you did, he gona spray it at you

Be different whats your meaning to spit it

Its not vivid, a listener shouldn’t have to solve puzzles to get it

Sun talking what it cost like he want me to rip it

Kept bragging bout his car, now we stuffing em in it

Look, a big weakness that I see in my peers

Is they rap, but scared to express, hiding their fears

Purpose is the difference

I’m trying to improve my life, you trying to prove you bout this life to other ****

And thats why