(Damn, Jake Sand)

(I wish I was dead)

Can't even trip even though it hurt

Charge it to the game, stay strong like you popped a Perc' (Popped a Perc')

Hit the booth like Rihanna, I'ma put in work (Work, work)

Everything gon' feel like a blessing when you from the dirt (Dirt)

Ain't no stopping 'til I'm at the top like the attic

They'd rather have a rap battle, they don't want no static

Everybody take an L, don't be so dramatic

Don't you come from a happy home? Why you acting savage? (Why?)

'Cause the last time I checked, you ain't 21

Might've been broke back then, but I was not a bum (Not a bum)

Stay down and out the way until your paper right

You gon' have to tell your friends no and probably miss the night

I had to get my bag right, I hope you understand

I can't ask for a handout from another man (I can't)

I knew I would make this work, ain't had no other plan

Last year, I blew through some thousands, now I'm up again

You did some ho shit, was it even worth it? (Was it?)

I know we got our own flaws, ain't nobody perfect

You can't listen to the chatter, you just gotta focus

Dick suckers, they got nothing, they be broke and hopeless

I been in this for a minute, who you think you coaching?

I bet the bank on us, I ain't even joking

I do magic on these songs, they like, "Damn, he floating"

That might be the Backwood, weed very potent

We don't trust you in the clutch, we know you a choke (Choke)

If you really came from nothing, I should give you hope (Hope)

Why I haven't heard from you since I told you no? (Why?)

I'ma brush it off and keep it moving, I don't like to mope (I ain't trippin')

Keep a Glock, always strapped, walk around like a cop

'Cause you never know, might not wanna see you at the top

I give out some vaccinations, if you try me, you get shot

That's me in that new thing, I just got it off the lot

Tryna heal my inner child, finna cop a G-Shock

Why your chain looking like you got it from a gift shop?

Told Tron he always road runnin', take a pitstop

Pop him if he run on stage, I can't be a Chris Rock

I can't take it with me, leave the money for my future kids

New Buffs, white sticks looking like a couple cigs

I ain't know you speak pork, why you talking to the pigs?

Trying me is suicide like you must not wanna live

Being broke not a joke 'cause it's not a laughing matter

Show you how to get the cake but we ain't whipping up no batter

Would care 'bout they opinion, but I know it's just some chatter

They be with you for the moment, when it's gone, they gon' scatter

Ain't nobody fucking with me, you just gotta listen close

I don't see no competition, must be mixed with some ghosts

Popping up for my bread, I ain't playing 'bout my toast

Gotta watch what you saying, people dying for a post