They love the way I treat my people
I never got a chance to tell you I hope I get a chance to meet you And we could talk about life And where to go from this You going through some drama My success is the reflection Who say I don't deserve it I guess I gotta break it down On how the fuck I earned it I never paid to get on songs Recorded songs in my garage I told you I it did by myself
[Hook - Carolyn Rodriguez:] Smoke the finest of trees This is what I prayed for
Thinkin' life as a shorty Daddy said he needed funds for the rent Haven't looked back since Everybody said I was dope Then time pass & I was broke Now its back to the block Chillin' with the hustlas I knew that I was fucking up Pockets had a hundred bucks My heart had a lot of pain And it hasn't been the same Now I'm travelin' the world Breakin' bread with my team So here's a middle finger For the ones who said I couldn't do it And a toast for my fans worldwide Always know what's you're worth I don't sign record deals Cause I rather sign a shirt
[Hook - Carolyn Rodriguez]
[Verse 3 - Self Provoked:] When my face was first seen I learned many things in the game And dick riding wasn't one My haters learned to love I write on the flaws that I have done My fans remind me to drop something Reminiscent bout the shows A crowd full of people could make A different city feel like home Especially, when I hear them chant Can't be an idol but an example I'm planting all my seeds Along this game never wrote The outcome is all these ears And as the number keep growing That I won't ever fall victim Of losing sight of my conscious mind
[Hook - Carolyn Rodriguez]