I stay stuck in continuous flux Big dutch hit smth in my cup
I top guard with a Glock to your chin You motherfuckers ain't walkin' my shoes Stop payin', you ain't singing my blues Your main man is an contradiction in terms Cold, but it burns, feel it? Stop playing but be ready for gun Remember when i was young Fall back, bust a elephant gun What the hell have I done? I don't run, but I hustle in flow They touch my flow, but they ain't touching my soul Broke shit, getting old quick Deep sleep, thinking where the fuck I'mma go? Damn, your man still walking the edge No rest, still bopping my head
If you walk in my shoes for one day You might say that you know where I've been Until then just pretend that you know what I know That's as close as you get!