Yeah

If everybody demons, I'ma call this hell

How I get rich off of a skill that I taught myself?

I remember when I couldn't even afford this belt

I ain't had the best drip, but I wore it well

Yeah, I brought that pain with me

I'd rather sleep alone than have the wrong bitch layin' with me

Different walks of life, but **** is from the same city

I take him out the game for good, that **** keep on playin' with me

I been through all type of shit

Fake friends, new opps, the wrong type of bitch

Goin' live, ShadeRoom, I lost likes and shit

I got famous, friends died, I lost life to this

And everybody actin' funny

Always get mad when I tell 'em that they actin' funny

And they gon' hate me with their soul, but they gon' ask for money

And when I tell 'em **** "No," they say I'm actin' funny

Like I don't know the real truth

Like I don't know the shit that I survived would've killed you

I got rich, but when I was broke, I was on them pills too

To walk a mile in my feet, you had to steal shoes

We got the same twenty-four hours, ****

Why what's mine gotta be ours, ****?

Talkin' 'bout **** need help, ****, I was "****"

But I rose out of the dirt, give me my flowers, ****

I see you hatin', ****, just admit it

How you playin' victim to a crime that you committed?

How you mad about a life that you ain't livin'?

And how you tell me how to spend a bag that you ain't gettin'?

Even my family couldn't stand me

I feel like only Instagram understand me

They kill me in they raps, but I don't believe the cap

'Cause every time I'm out, I'm never hidin' where I'm at

And they be talkin' crazy every day behind my back

But every time I see 'em, **** always give me dap

Can I live? All that stupid shit I did

I iced out the gang before I iced out my kids

I packed out a show before I packed out my fridge

And they sayin' they need more, that's some disrespectful shit

Like bitch, I pay the rent, how you put my bags out and shit?

I brought you back in my life, how you want me back out the crib?

I'm tryna be a good ****, why you wanna spazz out and glitch?

Actin' like it's nothin', I don't just pass out this gift

Damn, this what I waited for? Huh

To get money and get hated more?

Everybody I thought loved me is wagin' war

If I knew this what it was, I'd have been stayin' poor

If I knew this what it was, I'd have been stayin' poor

If I knew this what it was, I'd have been sayin' more

If I thought it was a game, I would've been playin' more

I'm really hot 'cause I grew up without the fan on

I'm really 'bout to pull my Glock out on the landlord

I'm really like that, tell my mama we ain't stayin' poor

I feel like the G.O.A.T. every single time I cut that Lamb' on

Urn be on my dresser since he was present on my standoffs

My granny house a mil', she ain't even know I could rap my ass off

You shittin' me? I was super broke, I took that cast off

Started sellin' work, you hit this shit, you probably blast off

Auntie, she got seven homies, three, and I still passed off

Knowin' she won't pay me, but I'm knowin' I'm a rap star

Switchy on they block got **** runnin' like they track stars

You spin too many times, we drill your whip up like it's Nascar

Ff-ff-ff, shoot your shit up on the dashboard

My youngin tryna crash and he can't wait to go on this crash course

Ff-ff-ff, shoot your shit up on the dashboard

My youngin tryna crash and he can't wait to go on this crash course

Huh, Fivio Foreign, Meek Mills, ****

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Moral of the story, though

I got no sympathy for you bitch-ass ****

Yeah

Oh, yeah, when you, you **** pick a side too, ****

Ha, you bitch-ass ****

And when you pick a side, stay there, ****

You know what time I'm on, you know my side, ****