Yeah, yeah waking up in cold sweats, waking up in cold-

Waking up in cold sweats with my mind in a maze I paid a price for every dime I done made never stopped grinding I could die any day so I'm making sure my babies still shine in the shade still can't forgive you I tried but I can't and even if I could shit the vibe ain't the same truthfully we never going back to how it used to be you never going to get another chance to make a fool of me did it on my own they said I couldn't make it happen they said I couldn't make it rapping news flash all my homeboys ain't rappers and I don't do the back and forth shit I'm old fashioned I've seen things **** dreams couldn't fathom dealing with the pies but we never learned fractions my step daddy might as well been Joe Jackson the way the **** beat us til we started bringing home heaters cause momma won't leave him shit momma raised three kids she might need em til this day still wonder why she let him mistreat us so running in the streets was our freedom yeah waking up in cold sweats death around the corner we don't know it yet we on borrowed time and we owe it back we on borrowed time and we owe it back get stepped on if you over-step two clip Trip coldest **** out the couldesac better make a note of that ain't no way to hold him back bout to start calling **** out like a roledex did it all even when they told me that I couldn't ball focused on my paper like it's study hall you think I'm quitting you is as silly as you sound buckle up cause I ain't never slowing down long live Pif