And I, started the, bottom Like a, snowman, up round chuck, still put hands on you Staying wound up is how I time free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pin I just got the air me Like chimes (yeah) day in the life (uh) Used to have to to get by (yeah) Now my is gated And I made it, and my say hi (say hi) I'm them pounds, I'm upscale now Guess it I'm way in the sky
But I remember the days of, minimal wage for General labor, welfare is a minor Look at how government assistance has ya Adversity, if at first if you don't Put your temper to more use 'cause being is a poor excuse That shit only gives you more Show them why you So close, God, like I almost got it
But only counts in timebombs and horseshoes So I shit (tick, tick, tick) No Screw it, I'm lit, and that attitude I up on quick That's why they me firecracker I grew up on wick (wick, wick, wick) with a fuse I got some important news to to Anyone who I was done, nah, bitch, not quite back on, got my faith, where's yours? Do you believe In me?
I get everything I had to give you to make you see? I never forget if you turn your on me Now and walk out I will let you live it down (I never quit) Do you believe? In me?
Man I sometimes these thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice To me, there's just ink I fling them like slingshots, and so precise So you might want to it over twice When you retards can the dice But beef will at least you your career 'Cause even my shots are overpriced
But middle finger is free as a bird New warhead-ed birth, you just forehead-ed on Too short for a verse, his formula how to incorporate a curse Point it towards corporate a fork in it and turn 'Cause four-letter are more better Heard the world a turd to me You're yours
But sometimes I it But I just get so it I was consoling you when no one knew it your situation showed no improvement I was that door, you over to it I'm the light at the end of so people are always looking at me as going through it
When tunnel vision is unclear, shit becomes too much to bear Since "Cleaning Out My Closet" I was trouble with the snare I'm unrealistic prayer answered And get you jacked up, like you're trying to fix a flat (uh), when you with a spare double fisted bear, knuckles coupled this pair of nuts I'm cupping I am your switch, nothing can compare
Do you believe In me? Didn't I get I had to give you to make you see? I never forget if you turn back on me Now and walk out I will never let you live it (I never quit) Do you believe? In me?
Started the bottom like a snowman Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke But my low I'm gonna need a in my pack I know I got Proof on my back I called you a groupie 'cause I knew for a My ho Homie I'm on you 'cause I think I'm slowly startin' to lose in it, so Give me that mota.
to go, Hussein with the flow Fake fans the two-faced that show Let loot, produce hate in my soul Laying vocals two in a row statement, hate to go down this road But there's only one to cross this bridge So I in this bitch with loose chains all my dues paid But this booth is taking its
But it's never too late to a new beginning That for you too So what the are you gonna do, use the tools you're given? Or are you going to use the cards you dealt as an excuse for you to not do shit with I used to play the victim I saw the way Proof was driven
I found my vehicle and I ran out of gas yet And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into Fanny packs, If time was still on my side, I'd have none to waste Man, in my younger days, that dream was so fun to chase It's like I ran in place while this shit dangled in of my face
But how do you up the pace and the hunger pangs you've won the race that pool of exhaust is cooling off 'Cause you don't got nothing to prove at all 'Cause you already hit them with the coup de grâce Still you feel the To go through and deal with Bruce Willis That blue steel, truth still When that wheel's loose, I won't lose Do you still