[Produced by Blended Babies]
[Hook]
{My mother told me never to tell, a dirty old lie}
{My mother told me never to sell, and just to get by}
Second go at this track, my raps been through hard times, huh?
Needed to be guided like a TV channels line up
But I'm past that, this Pabst and Jazz track make me react
Like I should really have my lines up and past that
That being said, I could really use some bread
So I can get up out this basement, hit a penthouse instead
But I can tell that's far ahead of me, and no I don't intend to be
Having bills as tunnel vision, I just want better for me
Is that wrong? Still got the morals of a righteous man
But tell me I won't get the cash, well I might just man
This didn't come naturally, I had to work for this
Put in the hours to get me vacays and retirements
And I'm f**ing nineteen.. Feeling that I might be
Rocking mics alongside all my idol emcees
I won't tell a dirty old lie or sell lines to get by
But I'm sure to tell my life and sell my best rhymes so let's ride
[Hook x2]