I pull up on a suicide-doors
I just want the feel of some more
I’mma be honest
I’mma be honest
I’mma be honest yeah yeah
Fuck it now I’m already a step up
Fed up of just living down-low
I’mma be honest
I’mma be honest
My life was gettin' messy
Always tripping falling when this past was testing
Feeling bad, sippin' till I’m getting aggressive
I don’t wanna go back to the day you left me
Waiting for you calling back
Now I load this cash in
You don’t know my past I was fallin' on my knees
In the backseat, now I’m countin' commas I don’t need
Never had nobody lit a finger for my tears
Fuck you people talking me down
I been making music while they living in a lie
Nver had a penny still I’m grinding all the tim
Look how now I push it so high, let this cash fly
Did my shit with no connection
Working for my blessings
I’m left with my music all alone that shit my passion
Pourin up some bad shit
Now I run it up it’s all action
Foreign now I let it old fashioned (x2)