[Verse]
Said I'm still, searching for the rest of me
Niggas used tactics when the haters couldn't get to me
The best of me, is still yet to come
I'm jotting notes at 17 choosing major ones
And making verses that'll leave niggas in hearses
With no purpose, came along way
You niggas gotta earn it
Check your worth your worthless
Nigga I deserve this, the clock is turning with perfection
Turned this to a profession
Prodecessor to my progressions
And regression is depressing
It will leave you second guessing
Guess it goes to show
These niggas never learned they lesson
They say packing heat but never held a Smith & Wesson
.357, I got 3 .57s
I send funeral flowers until you niggas get the message
And this game is so reckless
But I hope I make an entrance because the people don't remember exits
Life methods, that's out of the question
To be the best that's all I'm requesting, no suggestions
I'm tryna run the Capital, like my nigga Steez
I really hope that he's at ease
May he always rest in peace
With dreams of making it big man that's all a nigga sees
Till them triggers start to squeeze
And everything I wanna be
Will then die, but I still got my pride
And I made a promise to myself
I'mma take care of my moms
But I'm just an individual, another prototypical
Type of rapper tryna make it, living off of miracles
Yea, and I believe in basic principle
I do want some residuals, I do want some residuals
We appreciate time because we lack it
I've worked long and hard just to get to where I'm at
Finally say that I'm an artist
And every picture isn't black
I wanna surface every city on the map
I guess it goes to show
If you try to achieve your goals
Then doors start to open
Like girls at certain shows
All your friends become your foes
All your girls become your hoes
Cause this game is joke
I stay supplying the hope
I remain on my solo shit
I don't do features, I ain't tryna be a teacher
I just wanna teach her, I just wanna teach her
Yea, I found that music was my calling card
Reason why I'm balling hard
Girls claim that we dogs, but we don't bark it all
We didn't talk at all
When it comes to choosing beats
I think of how I'm gonna eat
All these rappers in the building
And I'm yet to feast
Just make it fair at least, just make it fair at least
My time coming, wait till a nigga catch some wreck
We getting minor work cause we ain't in the majors yet
The average is low, but I'm swinging for the usual
No more blocking nigga
That's what the fence is for
That's what the fence is for