everything pure

My momma call my phone, tell me I need a break I tell her it's all good, what am I to say?

I'm tryna deal with all the lights and fame, I never thought so much people know my name

Way too many hurdles that I overcame, I plan on staying thorough that's my only aim

Met all of my fans when I was out on tour, I just did 30 shows, I'm bout to do 30 more

I'm livin' through the hate, cause my profit secure, My money is sure, my shawty is pure, yeah

How could I complain? How could I complain? Every time I lose something, something more to gain

Give a fuck bout the fame, I'd rather make some change, and see the family straight

Too many days of rain, too many days of pain

I swear I'm not the same, I swear I'm not the same

I didn't even take a month of doin' what I want I'm missin' all the roads, I'm missin' all the bros

I'm goin' through some shit and, no one knows, rest assured I'm still the same person when curtains closed

Rest assured I still got cash when the bank is closed And rest assured I got that phone filled with plenty hoes

Ain't got no time to beef, I'm tryna reach and know my goals

I'm tryna be the better version of me no one knows

I pray for better days, I pray for better ways

I knew this shit would get dark, but I would find my way

I knew this shit from the start, that they was gonna hate

I'm rappin' shit from the heart, so what they gonna say?

Tell me what they gonna do, I interested in nothing new

Just got the new Benz, that shit look black and blue

I swear it feel so good, livin' like I should

I really made this up from nothin, get that understood

Ain't nobody gave me a break, ain't nobody gave me a play

I made this shit from time, I had to go and get mine

I had to make it from nothin, I had to turn it to somethin

I had to see my bro die, I had to see his Ma cry

I had to dig him in dirt, I had that tear on my shirt

Now I got these diamonds my bezel, I know that death is forever

So I gotta go harder and harder, I gotta get smarter and smarter

I know my momma she proud of her son, he turned to a god

My momma call my phone, tell me I need a break I tell her it's all good, what am I to say?

I'm tryna deal with all the lights and fame, I never thought so much people know my name

Way too many hurdles that I overcame, I plan on staying thorough that's my only aim

Met all of my fans when I was out on tour, I just did 30 shows, I'm bout to do 30 more

I'm livin' through the hate, cause my profit secure, My money is sure, my shawty is pure, yeah

How could I complain? How could I complain? Every time I lose something, something more to gain

Give a fuck bout the fame, I'd rather make some change, and see the family straight

Too many days of rain, too many days of pain

I swear I'm not the same, I swear I'm not the same