I can't explain but this pain makes me feel better

You see the thoughts of being broke it made me deal better

I used to run up set up shops and take real measures

I'm putting kilos on my back like I don't feel pressure

Like I ain't tired cause I ain't been home for seven

weeks

I'm selling packs out of town so I don't sell em cheap

You see I tried to go clean but it was never me

The excuse I told myself when I came home to selling ki's

Yeah we're in the booth we're in the trap again

Pushing workout or doing workouts on the mat

again

You see I had a crack zed before I had a pen

Before I got a verse I was shotting birds with my rapper friends

I'm travelling the world

My communications bad so I have it with my girl

Yeah it's damaging as well

But it's no good if they grab me and I'm sat up in a cell

She'll be sat home all alone just nagging to herself

I'm having meetings with the Distros, traffickers as well

So if the tape lands or weight lands I'm managing the sales

From 14 I was Balancing the scales

Tryna get mine and get fly I weren't inside just haggling the girls

You put that work in but you need strategy as well

You know a boss takes a loss but he's managing the L

I know a fake friend you make it happen they ain't happy i can tell

shout fedex cause they brand it through the mail, yeah

300 packs so we're back for this whole summer

Opinions ain't worth shit like a old hummer

The rappers talking bout the trap they ain't done no numbers

You know what's up you got a plug you tell him throw suttin

They're busy talking on the net but they don't know nothing

Tracking says a couple hours till this loads coming enough

time for me to pattern up and go running (Yhyh) I tie my

shoes pull my bally on and go thuggin'

I work the phones pressing buttons in the maybach

I push weights and navigate to where the weights at

I took so much shit off of pricks I didn't payback

I had... saying slim I didn't say that

Like we should be talking features

Made you think said we ain't streaming

So I'm dealing, and definitely eating

I sat down for years just tryna figure out what peace

is When I'm sleeping

In Thailand with 2 Russian joints just like a threesome

I ain't preaching to the youngens bout street shit I cleaned up

my image but I still spend this money on beaters spent half of

last year just tryna pattern up visas I was the weed kid,

bagging in Shanices

Some things never change

Working two phones like I'm Kevin Gates

Tryna sell a case I ain't selling gains

Yeah you musta gone mad because im pressing weights

Like to say wouldn't sell again, yeah