I’m blessed, when I think about who shot at me and missed
Been grindin’, finding my way in so much bros like the Wayans
When we was both dealing, I used to throw in the pigeon
I made it this far as a great tastemaker without a spread from Complex and them covers that come in from FADER
The city I come from, taught me that there’s nothing to run from
It taught me get my money in lump sums
In the day out, in the day in, shooters on say when
I came from real situations
I do it for the family OGs that never sent me on mission when I was down to put clip in and leave it empty and work
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout who got at me and dissed
Niggas got clapped before the day end
I promise when I got it I’d fuck it up for the times
Never change boy, we still that way
Niggas got clapped for little insinuations, time and impatience
Been backstabbed by niggas I used to smoke with
Calculating this vision, I sum it up for the grind
As far as rap I’m not the one to toe-to-toe with or go at it blow for blow with the silly shit no for no with
To walking through the city and niggas screaming I did it
Sometime it weigh me down whenever they try weigh in
I guess, that mean nothing when niggas start coexisting
It’s young Fargo
City love me I treat it like it’s a bridal
Last album was great but I know this one is greater
I spit this shit from way back for ’em
"I’ll come back" but never came back for ’em
In a Bentley smokin’ on a fat 20, jealous niggas don’t offend me, Dior dripped in the Fendi
Fuck it, I made it from buckets
This for niggas that told me
Loyal to them so I wait back for ’em like they my niggas
Slept in the rugged seats of a Civic
Knowin’ they isn’t, these niggas so insufficient
Tux black as the strap I’m using to hit the rival
I done lost some good girls and niggas that I would cope with
I’m at tables with mans you love it
Second cycle, the kid is movin’ like Billy Idol
Put 20k on the tab and buss it up every time, you get me?
Money on the line, its money all on my mind
So ’til that day, still at war, I’m still at pay
With some past due W’s that I’m still entitled