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Tryna be a street fighter they kicking white like Johnny Cage

KaCee had to go and get that work I had to get paid

People wanna go and get that ice y'all want that Johnny Dane

When I was writing in a five subject tryna get to fame

I could've been there now but I was tweaking im the one to blame

Put to much in drugs and now they got me I could not escape

Invisioned other rappers I forgot about that Jesus tape

That Kacee used to bump on every speaker that was everyday

I Heard some other music got invested then it went away

Remember singing all the time i promise you like yesterday

I'm like boy hey where is that kid

And All that stuff I never did

Time Machine man where it is

And everybody want it bliss

But that's the point y'all always miss

Be happy loving what you get

Cause life ain't yours it's only his

Stay to myself and mind my bizz

You worry bout me getting rich

I got my own and he got his

You got yours to do what it is

I do it small God do it big

Told homie not to do it but he did it got a felony

I'm tryna sell Jesus here he selling methamphetamine

Those others songs I dropped before they really wasn't meant to be

Got me something going somethings always comes and crash the scene

Y'all rapping bout some body parts my hands the only one I need

It gets hard everyday but Jesus you the only one I need

It Hard to trust some people out here never knowing who I need

Back when I was lost didn't really know what kacee need

I just needed something more me something to believe

So I went back to church and start thinking bout my first degree

I'm at the corner made a turn

Bridges build and bridges burn

The One I burned it was the world

Dont want the money or the girls

Put your trust in dimes and pearls

I'm with the one who gave the word

Y'all turning on me that's absurd

One day I'll fly just like a bird

I'll Add some homies to the herd