Krooked Cannon

Now bet ya standing on my own 10 toes
And to my last 24, coutin' bank
And pourn' drank until I don't care about my woes
And as soon as I get some quap
I plot on how to get some more
A rich n*gga still slidin' with those killas on the low

No new faces, it's too late for them n*ggas I dont know
It ain't no hoppin on this wave now
Lil ***** you missed the boat
I fell in and out of love
I went from feeling high, then low
I had to get my mind right
And quit trippn about these hoes
Now im workin tripple shifts
Like this **** is all I know
Now im workin tripple shifts
Like this **** is all I know
Workin tripple shifts
Like this **** is all I know
I can take no days off
Im too proud of going broke, look

All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain
I got off my ass, got on grind and they both came
Now I just want to nev, to never tell my son though
Cuz I would do anything for lil khalil, lord know
The realist back, all that fraud **** done fore
See I was off the porch
Before them ****** hit the front door
Got it on my homie, what the **** I need to front for
Especially when I got ****r' lawyers with guns blown
Chill ain't dead cuz ***** ****** still livin
The world forever and **** whoever offended
I just pour to have a pint and saw I have a half empty simply
Now I'm back, for the first time slime
I know they miss me

All these n*ggas around me was with me in the trenches
All these n*ggas around me now put money over b*tches
All these n*ggas around me in the field and with the business
All them n*ggas around you broke and in they feelings
See I respect realness, dont respect millions
Cuz money never made a n*gga real, I hope you hear me
2K for cartie frames on face you see it clearly
PSA if you with all of that fugasi, don't come near me
Who me I came in on my own two feet
I worked too hard to let DAs make me lose sleep
I'm missed understood cuz most these ****** minds too sweet
Or too soft to comprehend the **** we saw in these streets
Sheesh

Smell that success coming off me, it reek
Quiet grind and try and sign and I get caught in a sweep
Nothing promised, god might call me home this week
So I'm living like tomorrow what I might not see
All my goals I gatta reach, so I might not sleep
For some not days for some not weeks, stay up geeked
All this industry **** be water down and weak
Pardon me but I don't think these ****** cut like me
And b*tch I'm fresh up off the block, the scent is still in my clothes
I'm stayin down while these suckas taking deals for their souls
I'm a hot boy, ain't no time to chill with these hoes
A millionaire but b*tch, I still be in the field with my woes
A boss lives just like a boss cuz thats the life that he know
I feel entitled to the thrown, my n*gga rightfully so
Just like I feel like a lazy n*gga got the right to be broke
And like I feel a snitch n*gga got the right to be smoked
One
Look
It's like
A ***** swtich
I never changed till this changed bruh
Put the city on my back as soon as I came up