I found my way
Without a map
They can't relate to facts
I can't sit down & relax
I'm too close to where I started
And it ain't no goin back
Sorry boo that ship departed
You cant come to where I'm at
I'm too focused on my targets
Hoe this outfit cost a stack
You cant find it for a bargain
Spittin flames in all these raps
They might lock me up for arson
I can't get myself attached
I lose my loved ones
Way too often
If you want it
You get taxed
& he still came thru
And bought em
Start a market wit the pack
Then be servin
Like I'm Boston
Why you dress in so much black
Bitch that's cause I move wit caution
Don't get tired on the block
When I leave I get exhausted
Why you put in so much work
Cause I can't sit in a office
Unless it's oval maybe
Already told you baby
That I might just show you crazy
Tell yo man
Control his lady
You niggaz never rode Mercedes
I can tell
You stole your cadence