Fuck em all kill everything, that’s what type of time we on,
I been on a mission for some shit to catch a homy on,
Plotting on a vision Come up missing now a body gone running round my competition high reach a mile stone
I am gone ...eye alone, slick talk ruler, yeah eye alone
God bless higher form, Drop set, Fire arm
Prided on...cloth cut from designer garb…
If you tried em on you would see the size is wrong
Plotted on, kicked down, but I got up again,
Hustling, Living in a bubble got me bubbling,
Beauty in the struggling, Lose and get another win,
Win and they gon shoot u when you hooping up above the rim
What the fuck is they talkin bout
Really I’m the hardest out
Aint shit else to argue bout
I welcome all the doubt
If i was yall i woulda sold my soul and heart for clout
I guess i went the harder route
Fuck it Im still winning tho
I been winnin since 2010 or so
... tell me since then i didnt grow
But You’d a had to been with me up in the gym to know
it’s all bad now, Its too late
The food ate
Im lookin for a new plate
To clean it like a new slate
They threw shade and shit got dark,
Clips got sparked I dont never Miss my mark
Spit my thoughts and put my whole heart in the sleeve
I caution you please the times got us farther from peace
Leave you right where you stand, Enjoy air while you can, when you underground I hear how it’s harder to breathe