FVCK POVERTY

(Yuh, aye) F*ck poverty (F*ck it) Most of y'all won't make it out, me I'm an anomaly F*ck all the statistics, I'm breakin' down the philosophy First you break em' down, then you go disrupt the family Red line zones fulla' liquor stores and lottery Hands up bitch it's a mutha' fuckin' robbery We ain't' never had shit so I got no apologies They want us going wild for the politics and policies I count on myself, I don't wait for a check Cause if I checked your account, you probly' way closer to debt I ain't saying that I'm not, but, we can make a bet That if life is a bitch, then, she gon' break a sweat They don't pay for education like gentrification, plenty, places to shop, but the houses is vacant Its a homeless invasion, they don't care who next Cause they just want you to spend, yeah they just want you to flex They be feeding you lies, and they be selling you sex Shorty got a only fans, and homie the forgets That he's a dad Now they both tryna' chase a life, that they ain't never had Thinking bout' the shit, sometimes it makes me mad (I swear it make me mad) So what's the next play?, I don't take a rest day If I make it out, then ima' do it in the best way I don't need a label to invest in my wordplay been doin' this for too long, yeah, so f*ck your survey They think that I'm bad, cause I want it in the worst way If I don't try something, then that cycle will get will replayed Boy watch that credit score, all these bars is prepaid Drums like morse code, facts what I relay I don't need to rely on, what the man pay I'mma build my own shit, put on the whole gang I don't wanna see dope feens, I want that old thang back We ain't fell off , I'm still on track