Picasso Carter

Yeah, P.O.C., Picasso Carter, let's go, let's go, go

When you come up from bottom and you got problems, you solve 'em

You don't know where to go, lil bro because you got no direction

Bank account is on low, that's beyond your conception

Your hustle is on the go, you've had that since your inception

Now you stacking some debt, the tower's up to your neck

Now your life is a wreck, with the bills you collect

And living check to check to try to make that shit connect

You try to budget, but you forget how to do it correct

You never came from the bottom unless you've been in dirt