Iron Sharpens Iron

I'm falling out of favor with the lord Iron sharpen iron Slang that iron And I bring the sword I'm self destructive In my own head I'm waging war I'm reflective on them times we went to up the score Went to spin and hit a lick But we had to hit abort Hustle for the benefits I commit wit no remorse You can go and raise yo kid Or see them in an open court It's the off season I'm still hooping in a open court If I go to kill 'em then don't say the name like Voldemort I breathe to live shit I'm talking Ralph Lauren polo joggers With a bottle of that Quagen Man it look informal Cookie breath cologne Intoxication normal Ma nephew just got shot again and that shit feel normal Cus we coming from this life where they made us feel immortal So I'm tryna keep good company Like that boy Larussel Yea we dying for respect But, I respect the hustle