[Verse 1]
Keep the fam in, I been counting grains on the plate
Ears is tapped in, reason why I don't affiliate
Niggas capping when I got a shuttle to my name
The film print grain coursing through my veins
About a carrot everyday and a mattress, wasn't getting paid
Chest pains from the lacking of meals everyday
These days got some karats on my face, God is able
Delay with the pay we in your office with the maple
Solitary label, one to cut the pay flow
Motion on my say so, one hand in the gumbo
Lames want this life until the gun blow
Feeling like survival, suspicious when I see a nigga drive slow
Mainstream moves for the flow but I'm off those
Gotta get the fam bones and sleep where the gate close
Ain't no out of bounds for me
This street rules but the rule book for the streets a lost art with the street code
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Not a conversation, not a hand in my soup
Granny too old for me to care about you
Have about a thousand things that's more important to do
Couple thou in half an hour homie
This nothing new (x2)
[Verse 2]
We don't have the cheat codes even with the cheat codes
All this fruition home grown, all these sectors self-owned
Feel like the rap game back bone they need me there where I'm from
Not in the forefront but niggas feel the shift if I'm gone
Never thought I'd be the one writing R.I.P posts
Been afraid of bad news, don't like to pick up my phone
I was raised by 80's babies
I don't know what you had but girls born in 2000 trying to tell us how to where a du-rag
Are you mad?
Used to be the best friend until hoes heard I rap good
Now they want to sex him
Outer city children amping beef on my ends when their biggest problem, what college to attend
All these fake philosophies to suck, don't call it progress
Quitting all my smash fights, clearly see no contest
Maybe I ain't built for this, I ain't reap my benefits
This ball point touched this page a thousand times I'm over it
C Stacks
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