Song Lyrics:

I'm just tryna find my feet You know a brother gotta eat Be a good father to my kid I'm working harder as it is I'm as real as they come I'm not phoney I want da bread crumbs don't do it for me Don't mind my biz i keep it low key Ill make it out the come up surely I'm no runner up that's a cover up For lame niggas there's a lot of us Betting to win like the lotto does The industry turned to a holocaust I kill the features I'm a prototype Tell a bitch I'm not your type Want the ritches & an awesome life I'm tops dog what's the bottom like Cause that's where we all started Then turned cold hearted maybe retarded From plowing all the seeds that we planted I've been grinding since the week started I'm a beast incarnate Though I'm not really funded But I'm nearly a hundred Born in 94 add 6 then we done it HOOK Lord as long as I'm healthy I want my bank balance wealthy Stay away from those who tempt me And not respond to hoes when text me Wanna be stress free not rest free Please don't test me when you lack the testes (The rest is a freestyle)