I beat the beat odd
I'm into beating odds
Two hits and I'm gone, now I'm chiefin' with the gods
You remind me of a bomb, I'm tryna link and bond
You tryna link and what?
Evaporate, I'm gone
Grab the steel like Bond wide awake at dawn
Neck piece gold charm and a stone I can't
Never feast without the sauce, get the fetti and the parm'
Keep it green like the lawn
I'm tryna wake up before I hear my damn alarm
Stomach sticking out because I ate a bunch of ya'll
Rappers taste like salt
Say when or say all, no discretion at all
Ya boy back in, thе bull tryna ball
I used to wanna pull broads just to score and go long
Jumped right into thе city and leaped out like a frog
Must be the jet fuel you can smell me taking off
Yeah, me and shorty making sure the bills paid off
Far from a Porsche but we still came far
Used to hesitate dawg, used to take too long
Hiding demons in my vault, had to meet Adolph
Every once in a while we might meet and square off
Back to the sheets, where I started off with dollar and a dream
If it wasn't for the dollar menu dawg I wouldn't eat
What a nice surprise , the world wasn't what it seemed in my head And it wasn't me, what I had seemed in my head
"Hey mom I'm making beats but need three for the rent"
"Believe me momma, in these streets, we coming next!"
See poppa he like "when you finna eat or see a check?"
Just relax dawg man you finna see who the best
Knock knock, reality gave me a lil check
Had to take a seat and go be with myself
Meet with myself and have peace with myself