I left the crib with a pack full
Remind myself that cash rules
Yeah
I done tried my best and I did it
I didn't even hold my back to it
We all act stupid
We don't practice no humility
We're fast to it
And I'm the hero of my life
There ain't no cap to it
But shit I'm coming home
With nothing in the bag
I might have to f*cking ask
Who is
This and
What is missing
Yeah
They tell me
If I don't shoot for mediocrity first
And grow from nothing to something
But let that something be nothing
I want to do
But if I aim at every vision
Confronting the upper hand
For the comfort
They swear the failure gone hurt
It does though
But let the bud grow
Nip it when the sentiment
No longer relevant
It's good memories
Let the blood soak
Sweat tears will follow
Don't wallow and let the blood go
Rotten until it runs through the finish line
With enough to show them up
I'll show them up
If I could finish what I failed
If I could finish what I started
They could finish while I'm stale
And I can't bare to stomach half the fact
I lose again it's back to back
Kick in gear the hacky sack
Won't touch the ground
The aftermath
Ain't added to the lack of motivation
So subtract and back to grinding
Let the action catch em slacking
I'm gonna win today
Finish when they enter
Don't let em witness the meat and gravy
These f*ck niggas
Won't take a hint
And it's me that's crazy
I left the crib with a pack full
Remind myself that cash rules
Yeah
I done tried my best and I did it
I didn't even hold my back to it
We all act stupid
We don't practice no humility
We're fast to it
And I'm the hero of my life
There ain't no cap to it
But shit I'm coming home
With nothing in the bag
I might have to f*cking ask
Who is
This and
What is missing
Yeah