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Yo
If my life was chasing bills on the daily
I'd make a good living for my family and lady
With the beats that I slide on, ride on, I'm gliding
Feels like I been rapping since the 80s
Same studio small but it cozy
Why this fake homie acting like he knows me
Only boy who really know me that's me
Watch on my hand in a blacked out jeep
I been rapping since a young age
Got my own flow Im rapping in my own space
I don't wanna be marked with a label
Never will I be trapped and put in a small cage
Ah pull up they know my name
F.I.N let me hear it again and again
Im not self-loving
Sike
Cause I know that Im colder than the boys in the ice age
I don't wanna check my bank
Bought a Neumann mic and a stand got her wet now she sank
But my music never tank
I been writing hits in the stu while you lot have a wank
Know you are my fan
Taking so many pictures thought you were a cameraman
From a challenge never ran
Fucking hate jogging rather make music in my lab
If my life was chasing bills on the daily
I'd make a good living for my family and lady
With the beats that I slide on, ride on, I'm gliding
Feels like I been rapping since the 80s
Same studio small but it cozy
Why this fake homie acting like he knows me
Only boy who really know me that's me
Watch on my hand in a blacked out jeep
To make it big I don't need a new chain
Pain hard work and a talent for the game
Feel like I'm R9 in his day
Once this all over I'm living estates eating steak
Feature with Drake thats the goal
Become hardest in the North Michael Monroe
She say I like it slow
Said baby I can do it just how you want when you want
Said it's easy
But that just a lie
Built so much courage
Rocketed to the sky
Now I lay back with my girl and I rhyme
I finally got a life that I love I don't like
Till I got a billboard on the building
Till when I step in the room lift the ceiling
Focused is a understatement to my passion
To no one is my dream chasing ever helding
If my life was chasing bills on the daily
I'd make a good living for my family and lady
With the beats that I slide on, ride on, I'm gliding
Feels like I been rapping since the 80s
Same studio small but it cozy
Why this fake homie acting like he knows me
Only boy who really know me that's me
Watch on my hand in a blacked out jeep