Ghost mode PT-II

Up and down these stairs, im in and out this house, paper chasin What the f*ck is prison when I'm stuck inside the streets slavin Tryna be the one percent but how I'm gon' make it there Guess that I can't play fair Life is like chess, there's no surrender gotta take there's Learning from the best, I'm picking knowledge from their brains until I make it there Speaking up to God, he never listened, I was playing fair Now I'm not playing fair, need a crib in Mayfair Red up on that money, I don't care as long as paper's there Turning me insane with that love, don't see a face here Used and abused until my kindness turned to hatred Sitting with this cromey to his domey should I take him Inside my mind I'm hella lonely, I see people with no faces Maybe it's the demons tryna hold me, tell me take care Still chasing paper till I'm turning in my grave swear So miss me with that love cause I don't feel it in my brain here Mommy says she love me, I don't know what love is And my girl says she trusts me, I don't know what trust is I'm just counting up these figures till I make it out these trenches Been here so long, I don't know repentance All I know is them niggas they chase chains and chase fame I'm just tryna chase change, put that dead bitch up in my pocket I need more cake, more bread, give me the factory I need it in Hovis, piggies in the back, I put my foot down, speedin Zero to sixty, what the f*ck you mean kid Young black nigga can't get caught with this green shit I got cells in my body already, but they still tryna trap me Behind bars, frosted cereal bars in the goyard Made a couple lefts, but I'm tryna find the right one The right one, still hard to find up in these streets Cause I'm sinning till I'm winning, I don't care, I need some teeth I don't do repentance, I just do revengeance If you touch one of mine then I'm seeking vengeance And I'm coming with some vultures, I might stretch a melon I ain't really playing games till you're in the A&E I'm just tryna find my peace, so I'm stuck up in these streets And I'm grafting on repeat, I ain't really got no time for no beef Got teeth, and I really got no time for no beef Got teeth, this ain't where's Wally, this is where's my cash I tell bro, run up there, go and get the stack There ain't no lay lay, ski mask on, with the dumpers, go play play Ski mask on, with the dumpers, go play play What you Saying now I've been missing for a minute My family gon' tweet when I found out that I dipped him wid the kitchen I told them I was done with the sins, but I'm still out here Making reckless decisions, feeling Up and down these stairs, I'm in and out this house, paper chasing What the f*ck is prison when I'm stuck inside the streets slaving Tryna be the one percent, but I ain't gon' make it there Guess that I gon' play fair, life is like chess There's no surrender, gotta take theirs Learning from the best, I'm picking knowledge from their brains until I make it there Speaking up to God, he never listened, I was playing fair Now I'm not playing fair, need cribbing me fair Read up on that money, I don't care, as long as paper's there Turning me insane with that love, don't see a face here Used and abused until my kindness turned to hatred Sitting with this cromey to his domey should I take him