I got a bone to pick

Nothing but stones in wrist,

I’m drinking white ,sometimes I’m prone to mix

So lower yah tone and sip

My BM a trip

Won’t answer the phone for shit

But asking for loans and tips

who do I trust

To be in my home and stick

Beside when the tones will switch

Shit be the same, lately been looking for change

But **** don’t wanna adapt

My homies are scholars, doctors and lawyers

How did I get a profession of rap?

You want the spot? ain’t got nothing for you

I’m tryna grow in the places I lack

Get me a deal, hit up my auntie and cousins

To move out the way of the trap

My vision is clear, cause I been wiping my tears, God is the man that fear

He told me no weapon that’s forming against me is penetrating through my armor and shield

walk me like I’m floating water

Pray I make it just to hold on my daughter

**** lurking gotta watch every corner

Paranoid some I’m vaping a quarter

Hustle hard to eat a meal

Tell me how your really feel

Hustle hard to get a mill

Tell me how your really feel

Hustle hard to eat a meal

Tell me how your really feel

Hustle hard to get a mill

Tell me how your really feel

Hustle hard to eat a meal

Tell me how your really feel

Hustle hard to get a mill

Tell me how your really feel

Hustle hard to eat a meal

Tell me how your really feel

Hustle hard to get a mill

Tell me how your really feel