I don't know, what they hatin' for
My downfall is what they praying for
Gotta stay on point, gotta lay low
Ain't a thing gon move until I say so
I was always told that if you dream that shit
And really believe that shit, then you can be that shit
I'm goin' in, I'm getting better like a rehab stint
Well if he that sick; then put money on the fact that I relapse quick, right?
A lot of y'all prayin' for my downfall
I appreciate it though, I couldn't do this shit without y'all
Yeah, you boxing with a southpaw
Trust no one like an outlaw
My hands is what I count on
Count more money
If I count more money, then my problems about to rise, right?
It's just the irony of my life
Tryna find this limelight, shine bright on this fine night
I don't know, what they hatin' for
My downfall is what they praying for
Gotta stay on point, gotta lay low
Ain't a thing gon move until I say so
So could you please try to understand?
Why I rock a rubberband, got 1046 tatted on the other hand
Man this rap shit is my life, I ain't got another plan
I think I realized that, when I lost my.... (Damn)
Now I look up
Teary-eyed shook up
Sick of the bull, wait for the day that we hook up
I take a swig and a pull, some of her habits that I took up
(I'm sorry moms, my fault)
She probably wish that I wouldn't had
Memories are good and bad
Enemies just look and laugh
Open up another scab, like why not?
Look clear in my eyes, every time that I drop
Yeah this is that after the storm flow
Real talk, man I do this for my moms bro
Millz, Milan.. until I'm on though
Just hear my pain, listen how the song go
I don't know, what they hatin' for
My downfall is what they praying for
Gotta stay on point, gotta lay low
Ain't a thing gon move until I say so
So could you please try to understand?
Why I rock a rubberband, got 1046 tatted on the other hand
Man this rap shit is my life, I aint got another plan
I think I realized that, when I lost my.... (Damn)