(Verse)
Hey, hey
I lived a life, where I never had a thing
Pockets full of lint, was paperless, only had spare change
Started hustling, I’m tryna live in luxury
Go and break the bank, steak and shrimp all up on my plate
Thank the Lord, then I say my grace
Gotta thank him everyday, not just every single Sunday
And without him, the demons would take over me
So I get high, to hide my lows, I hate the sober me
Used to hide my feelings, trapped ‘em in my brain
Off of pain killers, hoping it would numb the pain
But it’s only temporary
And I know that we all deal with pain, because it’s hereditary
On my own, on a lonely road
By myself, I walk alone
Sometimes need my space, then I hop up in the studio
Me and this microphone
Finna take off in sky like a UFO
Some people don’t believe in me, and that is cool
Feel like Mr. T, imma go and pity a fool
Doing things my own way, I don’t follow no rules
And this a no hook, but I’m ballin’ like Kareem Abdul
Jabbar, I flow on this guitar
Told this b*tch not kill my vibe, word to K Lamar
Got introverted thoughts, so I go record them
The voices in my head, tryna control me, but ignored them