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[Verse 1] Make it feel like I just have it all Yuh And I'm doing all I should I got my fam involved I showed you purpose know it's worth it I just gotta ball I'm balling on the daily got it when my momma call See I'm never nervous when they lurking know I watch em all And all is all I give man you know I'm out here standing tall I'm just waiting for the where my name is called I massacre up in Texas when these chains is saw So what they got to say / I know it's urgent / gotta get it fuck the price I pay I got my brothers I'm my brother's keeper And if you messing with my brothers I'm my brothers reaper And if you doubting where I'm headed you can get this ether I guess I'll leave it at that I see my vision man you know I keep my spirit intact And if a nigga got a problem tell em run it In fact Tell em meet at the pad I gotta handle shit according know I keep it a stack [Hook] Yeah See I'm falling down this path that's what happen when I'm moving so fast Yeah, so fast I try to see the bigger picture but I'm falling gotta keep it a stack, keep it a stack They told me better count your blessings it'll be gone in a blink or a snap [Verse 2] I make it feel like I just lost it all Yuh If a youngn wasn't rapping would they love me nah Shit Still refraining from that doubting gotta prove em wrong Still, still I'm drowning in my conscious tell em save me Lord See I'm never slacking always on it gotta bring the noise Yuh Gotta love it Thought I told you that I does it Yuh And if a nigga ever hating it's cause you what they wasn't I never worried bout nobody that make you money I keep it pushing instead Why we tend to love the struggle Hate bullshit Instead Why we always dog our family Love the snakes in our heads Listen closely That's your homie never lie on the dead On the dead homies People love to say that shit cause the mans worried Just to cover up they lie He know the dead turning Like they always say "They out here" When this man working Never [Outro] Always flicking on the gram You never seen em at work Always asking what's the plots Always flex for the skirts Women losing all they values Tend to settle for worse Don't even try to mention or even think that's your worth Shit is sick I know you hear this shit in my voice Who allowed it who accept it gave these people this choice I guess the Devil really working guess I'll take em to church