This is a song about "Dues"

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Pay my dues, go to school, pierce the game with verbal knives

Every year gotta pay my dues so i can soothe, persuade and prove

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

I'm just doing what i'm supposed to, paying my dues,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

But i beatup the case, paid my dues to the judge,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

I'm just doing what i'm supposed to, paying my dues,

Let's pretend his life was normal, he never paid dues,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Make it in this game/ pay my dues ill make it at any cost

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

I'm an artist who's paying dues, i have to deal, no grabbing steel,

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here