Lyrics

[Verse] Form might last for a minute but class lasts forever Inna rap but I'm still up in that trap for cheddar You could be Michael, Carl or Trevor I don't give a fuck what your name is man, I'm still on whatever I still go through hard times, tryna make it better When everything fell apart I put it back together I'm like right now it's now or never But if I'm to keep it real then the sooner the better Face on the ground, how you keeping your head up? Bad energy Benny, sorry I'm fed up All I really think about's getting this bread up I can't love you now but I'll lovе you forever Sat undernеath all this pressure Shit I just been doing whatever Shit I never knew any better Thought I could but I didn't do any better Less is more so I ain't giving you much How you fucked from two puffs when you hitting this blunt? Got a bag of Lemon Pepper and a packet of Runtz I stay busy, I don't twiddle my thumbs Forty One forever fill up my lungs I move packs and I don't fiddle with guns But if I send a warning shot then they might hit up your drum I'm a son of a gun, better hope that you don't live with your mum So much to say, how can I struggle for a sentence? I don't need to be accepted, I work better when rejected Life is very hectic, streets will leave you restless Chickens leave you headless, I give baby girl the bestest Tight to make her head big, Benny push it in and leave her breathless And I eat that pussy up for breakfast You buy a bitch a bag, I just slap her on the guest list Even though she nah use a different entrance Money motivated, I stare at pictures of my kid for some motivation And I cut somebody off with no hesitation Cah bad energy don't fit in with my arrangements Even though my main problem is admitting They gon' still say I'm tapped like I'm in submission Got a phone full of cats, watch them grow from kittens If you're bro we're splitting but if not I'll treat you different Small circle, ain't no room for a square If you're talking bout a brick then I can handle affairs I'm just tryna feed my yout while everybody feeds theirs Dirty money, I know life isn't fair I'm from a place where nobody cares Rather see you going bald then letting down your hair Pray for the best, for the worst I prepare If your name ain't God then why the fuck am I scared? I remember walking school in my torn loafers Then selling my computer to the pawnbrokers Felt like I was born hopeless Sometimes even dinner was a pure bonus Born broke but that was never how I planned to die Everyday I'm giving God thanks for life Especially when I'm seeing friends and family die I hope you're grateful for yours, I know I am for mine Probably lost myself about a thousand times Normally cause of women I can't even lie She just wanna party, let her live her life But don't be tryna hit me up when I be living mine Self made, I don't owe any favours I've been getting rid of weight like a personal trainer And my landlord wants some rent and my daughter needs trainers I'm finally getting to my bag, I know it's taking me ages Sticks and stones wedged in beneath my bones From the streets, ain't no place like home Chilling in my zone, no company, prefer my own Guess experience has left man cold, you know? Got the devil tryna buy my soul But it wouldn't be for sale even when man's broke I'm at the centre of the stage hoping I don't choke You drill holes but don't row, that didn't float no boats