That's what happens, ****

All I got is money on my mind

Tryna stay free

You ain't me, yeah

The hustle's a hassle, it brought the judge and the gavel

Goons run in your castle and put you under the gravel

You see, I come from the Apple where you run or get tackled

The feds come with the shackles (Yeah), don't be one of the fragiles (Uh)

I was once on that channel, they nailed me, blessed my handle, they held me

Gotta live it like this is my last night likely to fail me

Jail me before I chip away

Slip and stray, I ain't gon' let me down, 'specially now, ain't got shit to say

What about the days that didn't pay, breakin' nights, sniffin' yay

Mama buggin', llama-huggin', lookin' for another lick to slay

Biscuit grey, handle brown, different day, can't go now

If it breaks, stand yo' ground, you don't say shit to the pigs and jakes

I situate me and mine, **** weak and blind (Huh)

I don't see what you say, I can't agree with slime (Uh-uh)

Huh, we got different perspectives

You think it's sweet, shit is gettin' intensive

Yeah, is this a defensives?

Pick your poison, yeah