Nothing but the truth how I feel I type it down

Brodie in the field he took a chance and made it out

Daddy showed me love in the streets been doing the same

All these years are gone same spot been writing songs

Yeah they sing my songs only real be showing love

My **** out here psych we fighting drugs still living large

How I'm doing I'm doing fine can't tell you by the call

Smoking by the cold heavy puffs got me coughing loose

Been doing wrong to get it right nothing about this is cool

All these years them **** wasting chasing with no clue

Doctor to my broke homies I cure them from the flu

Selective scamming I got clients I do ship for real

Came in here like Santa in the streets I've been learning greed

When you fail you blame it on yourself my **** took it well

Wish him well he gone

Wish him well he gone

I need no drugs give me the care mixed with the cannabis

He got no fame money wise he rich like Mr beast Growing up saw stepmom uncle flipping counterfeit

Caught up with something shit he ain't tripping still he plead the fifth

8 months in the county jail my **** out gave him a bitch

We Rich No snitch

Across the seas I got **** still who'll ride for me

Heart cold head hot got it not enough

Grew up with so little how the fuck I want it all

Scammer sinning **** now I got it praise the lord

For the drugs he loose his cool my **** acting dumb

Patience is key I was locked up now I open doors

Judging by the cover nahh a **** seen it all

Pull-up at the Stu give some time I'll say it all

Hey stop tryna tell me that I got it not enough

Huhmmmm huhmmm **** not enough