I'm Here

To be honest I ain't talked to God in a minute

Don't gotta prove my case it's evident that I'm sinning

I never will be perfect but regardless I'm winning

I put my soul into my art that's the reason I'm driven

It must feel great to stuff a million bucks in a safe

Wear like thirty five chains your drive way got a wraith

But your peoples still fucked up it ain't a crumb on they plate

You gone die from being selfish you gone learn that too late

Uh, trying to be a better man for me & them

I feel like Lil Baby, bitch you know I'm coming trim

Might hit my esé if these rap checks getting too slim

My nigga Sosa in the cut