This my last chance, yo
This my only chance left
To prove to y'all
I'm the best rapper in the f*ckin' world, ayy, ayy
Said, thank God I'm living, I ain't go to prison
For my brother and my sis, I'll make the ugliest decisions
Banked on the feeling, told mama what the deal is
How you grow up with the rich and now you wanna be a villain
Had a hunch and done did it, there's money in the written
They fronted, I ain't trippin'
It's funny you don't gotta tell a dummy his position
It be the spirits, tell 'em keep it quick and stay the f*ck up out the business
Give a f*ck about a critic, wasn't in the trenches
All the thunder in my chest, niggas wasn't interfering
Cop a bunch if I could spare it, struggle with appearance
Ain't much I could repair, but I still muscle through the errands
Said, enough the with the comparing, a love I couldn't cherish
Through the tunnel seen a glare, all that cluster isn't karats
I know it touch you when you hear it
One up in the air, ayy, my love I be embarrassed
You only stumble when you caring, one the wonders of the ferris
Huddles in despair, I overcome and been apparent
No more muzzle full of fear, running into terror
Uh, I said, thank God I'm living, I ain't go to prison
For my brother and my sis I'll make the ugliest decis-
Thank God I'm living, I ain't go to prison, for my brother and my sister
Thank God I'm living, I ain't go to prison
For my brother and my sister, make the ugliest decisions
Banked on the feeling