To give you all a fuck, i guess i'd have to go and find it first,
I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst
I find it, write it, and spit it, reciting my rhyme set
Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead
Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit
When i flipped the switch to find it
'cuz i can't live to find out what that motherfuckin' future holds
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
I started to pout, might find it pouring
People are starving, you talking bout balling
Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
It was hard to get aligned but soon i would find
Try to get out, i doubt you will find the handle
With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle
So i had to find out who i was
Left chicago with good money for 5 drops
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