505

Niggas be stainless steel need a record deal man its real hard stayin real

Niggas be pushin pack flippin flapjacks like they cookin up tape on the wax

Im in a city where poverty present and goverment hesitant tryna get leverage

Im in a country where powerful predators dont gotta worry bout getting a severance

I was just trippin bout making my weight

I was just thinking bout shippin my freight

I know im gifted but this is extended cause im working overtime waiting for break

Making my triple flow come to match

Thinkin it sweet but it sour like patch

You gonna make your means to the elohim then you losing control and you crash out

Why do you get to breathe?