Hand on my heart I did some shit I don't wanna do for the bread

Man I've been risking my future but I swear I'm really out here I'm trying my best

Head in my hands when I had no plans and I felt lost I was all in a mess

Ain't gonna bug no more 'cah since you left man I've really been feeling more blessed

Running on 3 hours sleep through the day and I'm thinking bout being in bed

Fuck all of that can't rest just yet I'm tryna go clear instead

Circle tight for a reason so you better watch how you move and step

Can't be near my team if you ain't got goals of buying a jet

Heart cold so I'm putting all this Cali to my face

All the shit that we really pulled off way back in the day

Lately I've been feeling really out of place

But I never fit in so I guess that nothing's really changed

Put my head down now my mental's in a better place

Started winning now so where the fuck is all my praise

Screwed my head on, vision blurry stuck up in a haze

Searched and found the ways in which I figured I'd get paid

The way I flow on the beat I could blend right into the sea

Writing on beats I'm up in the air, got a key for the BNB

Feel so free since I cut you off thank god for making you leave

Feel relief I can see that what I achieved ain't built for the weak

Three point five in a fat Backwood when I'm living it up in Thailand

Thinking back to the days when I used to get Zs all from a consignment

Living my life now I see that all of the haters turned to silence

Weird how guys in my past saw me succeed and they feel so frightened

Showed them love so why do they do me wrong just give me an answer

Fuck them though can't stop till I got me a new plate tryna go faster

Them man got some delusions so I just let them think they're smarter

More time I let them talk 'cah I'm not really one to look for the drama

Planning to do me wrong bro if that's the case you don't wanna do that

Can't sit back like a prick and fall for your tricks that's just too sad

Concrete growing a rose that quote really got me feeling like Tupac

Done with the smoke and mirrors can't just step on me like a shoe mat

Heart cold so I'm putting all this Cali to my face

All the shit that we really pulled off way back in the day

Lately I've been feeling really out of place

But I never fit in so I guess that nothing's really changed

Put my head down now my mental's in a better place

Started winning now so where the fuck is all my praise

Screwed my head on, vision blurry stuck up in a haze

Searched and found the ways in which I figured I'd get paid