If I said I made it, that would be an understatement

It don't good enough explain all this pain I gain for greatness

And I know it been no death, I seen the chance—I had to take it

​Fast forward on paper now, but it don't stop my problem

I hear they say we problems, but it feel like they want dollars

Like day one about money, like free will ain't for all of us

​Let it go and talk to God, forgive me, I'm still sinning

In the night, crying with my pistol, at the daytime, I’ll be grinning

Yeah, Lord, please forgive me, I'm hardheaded, I don't listen

Constantly in repentance from making these bad decisions

Late nights, pretty women—so much lust been trying to enter

​Shoe box been getting bigger

I'm traveling every city, it seems I'm living the dream

Can't believe what you hear, and about half what you see

Don't judge a book by his cover, one day you might be deceived

21 making millions, real estate overseas

Buy a farm in Virginia, beach flight, and Belize

Car shop with no budget, I can get what I please

Bought a house for my daughter, she rich, she ain't 18

If I don't end up married, she always going to be my queen

​Get a tour and get the cut, just to make sure you eat

Tell the fam’ grab a plate, wagyu steak for the feast

Sit by the pool and relax

Talk to God and kick up my feet

And reminisce about the bloodshed I seek in the street

​Had to find myself, I caught myself slipping away

I had to remind myself, flipping Z’s for the J’s—subsidize myself

Hit they block, ocean spray, make the call myself

And got a call from death, and told me calm myself

So I changed my occupation, and I still be dodging cases

But I won't go back to the basics, and I'm still patiently waiting on my time

Tell my brother if he stay down, we gon' make it out

​Big ol’ mansion in the hills, it's so big get lost in it

He kicked on like mine, 'cause it got a cost different to the sun get shine

T-Keezy on some boss business

Went to Cali, pulled a JFK—my top missing on the floor, no cover, but it cool, I'm with my brother

Where I'm from, **** bust you and hit your funeral like they love you

Streets come with repercussion, that’s a message to my youngest

Before you pick you up a pistol, grab a Bible, hug your mother

​Had to find myself, I caught myself slipping away

Had to remind myself, flipping Z's for the J's—subsidize myself

Hit they block, ocean spray, made the call myself

And got a call from death, it told me calm myself

So I change my occupation, and I still be dodging cases

But won't go back to the basics, nah, and I'm still patiently waiting on my time

Told my brother if you stay down, we gon' make it out