READY

There's reasons why people like me ain't where they need to be, they scared, they scared bro

Fuck the speculation, I'm here now, been working 20 years, I don't care what they hear now

The rumors are right, the shooters is ready, I fell off track once, but came back like Andretti

R.I.P. to Fred the Godson, ya bro ready, I'm shooting for the top, no stops, my aim steady, I was really on the west

Where they parked them hitters, I gave them Pac vibes, cause he was a Harlem nigga, we was starving in that apartment

No conscience with us, fell victim to the nonsense, but God was with us

Contra figures, the numbers just doubled, we really from the mud, but we was clean through the hustle

was a man before my uncles, I'm the leader of the pack

From the land where you work, grab the heater or you trap

You hear the pain in my voice, had no choice to give it back