I was chilling in that backseat
Selling dope this past week
Made a little bread
But that sh#t was not enough for me
Don’t matter how you get it
Why you care just how I’m living
Hope you don’t look up to me
I’m writing while I’m sh#tting
Bars getting heavy
But them ceilings getting raised
Worried about my rent
But them bills is getting paid
Look how much I made
Catch me falling when I check out
Malice at the palace
Had me balling with the mac out
24/7 struggle hustle every day
f#cking on this b#tch I don’t
Even know her name
24/7 struggle hustle еvery day
Talk a lot of sh#t
b#tch you ain’t getting paid
Money is imbalancе
f#ck I look like taking hand out
Do it with no practice
Even when they yelling man down
So I’m tired of the b#llsh#t
Tilting open holy packs guess I’m fully loaded
So I’m worried bout’ the revenue
Yeah yeah yeah nothing new
Severed me a track
Got you tuning in like super glue
Oh oh oh yo showing true colors
Found out you a rat only f#ck with me for numbers
If I had no dreams would you even look at me
Sprouting a new seed tell you what I really need
Bottom of the trees climbing up is only fees
So its destiny be the best that I can be
I was chilling in that backseat
Selling dope this past week
Made a little bread
But that sh#t was not enough for me
Don’t matter how you get it
Why you care just how I’m living
Hope you don’t look up to me
I’m writing while I’m sh#tting
Bars getting heavy
But them ceilings getting raised
Worried about my rent
But them bills is getting paid
Look how much I made
Catch me falling when I check out
Malice at the palace
Had me balling with the mac out
24/7 struggle hustle every day
f#cking on this b#tch I don’t
Even know her name
24/7 struggle hustle every day
Talk a lot of sh#t
b#tch you ain’t getting paid
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