BIRDEYE VIEW

(It looks like you lost another one) Showin' love and gettin' hate, won't let you play me, no debate How it feel to be the one, I gotta say it's feelin' great Stars alignin, know I'm shinin, I've been liftin' hella weight Got this chip up on my shoulder, can't let them see what's on my plate They took the key, so I just kicked down the door I gave it all for this shit, know I'ma get so much more Thankin' God for the blessings, I'm a diamond in the rough Niggas actin' like a bitch, but on the gram they actin' tough Used to think that I was cursed, mama on the demon child Wish that you could see me now, I'd like to think that you'd be proud Came up straight up out the boot, TC, Northside Know too many don't survive, babies die, mamas cry Gunroe be what they call it, I can't see me movin' back Holdin' down the ones that's solid, I'ma put us on the map Niggas laughin' but they broke, I swear I can't understand Anybody that you ask, gon' say I had hella bands I ain't give a f*ck about no school, I ain't give a f*ck about no friends I kept my eyes on the prize, cause money rules in the end Ain't give a f*ck about no friends I kept my eyes on the prize, cause money rules in the end Stackin' bands, tryna stack em' to the roof I need a coupe in my name, I need a house with a view Heard em' say I wouldn't be shit, so I'ma be the livin' proof Keep your enemies close, so they can go spread the news Drove a Benz in 14, lived a young nigga dream Used to pull up on the hoes, all the niggas turned green If you corny, but you rich them bitches, still fall in I was corny with a stick, you laugh, I'm doin' you in Used to wear niggas clothes, I fell in love with designer Now I buy my own shit, and I don't wear it regardless Versace drawers, my gone and snag amiri jeans I was tweakin' off the addy, doin' oxy things I wasn't takin' out the stash, I'm servin' all the fiends Used to bitch cause I was smokin, now they do the same thing Trendsetter, I'm the one they wanna be I was livin' life young, reckless kid on the scene Momma tired of bein' tired, kicked me out for a week I was on the same shit, share the bed with the team Teachin, bitchin bout attendance, I got places for to be Fed another sob story, like it's hard bein' me I got places for the be Fed another sob story, like it's hard bein' me I got places for the be Fed another sob story, like it's hard bein' me Stackin' bands, tryna stack them to the roof I need a coupe in my name, I need a house with a view Heard him say I wouldn't be shit, so I'ma be the livin' proof Keep your enemies close, so they can go spread the news