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)