I gotta keep bein’ patient and stay with the faith then one day we will get through the storm Can’t wait to wake up my mama to look in her face when I tell her “We finally on” I know that everybody really countin’ on me so I watch how I’m playin’ my cards ‘Til then I’ma keep on killin’ all the competition, tell them niggas I sent my regards I got some niggas sittin’ with the stars None of this money healin’ any scars I’ve seen my niggas bleedin’ in the yard I keep that Nina with me like a guard I gotta get everything that I got in the booth and then wake up and do it tomorrow They tryna hang my nigga with a knot and a noose, you can say he a slave to the charts
I used to stay in that place where you know it ain’t safe with them bags and weight in them cars That’s why Lil Terry went back for case after case now I stare at his face through the bars No, you can’t eat what I ate, tryna take off my plate in my face and I’m makin’ them starve He know I stay with gang, I don’t hang with no lames and if he play then I’m makin’ it hard I used to play with lasers in the dark Boy, I’ma hang a nigga like a tarp He think it’s sweet but we make it tart No, I don’t need a key to make it start I started rappin’, they told me they know that I’m cold, and I found me the perfect of flows I made some changes and stops on the road to the top, but you know that’s how turbulence goes I had to stay on that block with them serpents around so I came and I turned up the score That’s where my niggas was stuck, all them shells in that Glock and then puttin’ that work with the pole This one for everyone doubtin’ me Shout out Ari, she told me she proud of me Years back you was just talkin’ down on me Now I can’t stop these bitches from crowdin’ me Only hang with the gang that surroundin’ me Pull up and bang, leave his brains on the balcony Wipin’ his nose like a stain or his allergies I need that chain so I’m changin’ my salary No, I don’t play with my food so I’m changin’ the take on my calories You a lame, you be fakin’ with batteries Me? I be puttin’ in work like a factory Now I got pockets that’s past the capacity
I gotta keep bein’ patient and stay with the faith then one day we will get through the storm Can’t wait to wake up my mama to look in her face when I tell her “We finally on” I know that everybody really countin’ on me so I watch how I’m playin’ my cards ‘Til then I’ma keep on killin’ all the competition, tell them niggas I sent my regards I got some niggas sittin’ with the stars None of this money healin’ any scars I’ve seen my niggas bleedin’ in the yard I keep that nina with me like a guard I gotta get everything that I got in the booth and then wake up and do it tomorrow They tryna hang my nigga with a knot and a noose, you can say he a slave to the charts