This is a song about "Im never slacking"

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Haters ask when im gone stop never

Im always prepared never hesitate to leave a nigga scared

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

They think that im slacking off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Well im going in never gonna stop

But im never gonna stop

Like a fiend off the best rock

I got the talent never slacking, in this deal

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

On they car note to go to the club

But ill never be brought down, im to far up

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Never sleepin weekends im feenana keep this beaten mind