I've learned the struggles from being down on the bottom slowly rising to the top be careful cuz it all might drop even will the worlds wealth I forgot to look after my health now I sit here and cry praying to God to die all my homies telling me a lie just for the day to get by but hold on and back before it all falls into a trap the mates in jail be asking me what I have for sale but I ain't tryna hustle again but my momma wants her friend all chasing my dreams in the streets of New York City it's kinda getting busy making all this money can become scary cuz u don't know who ur friend or enemy is all I wanna see is everyone do good to put food on the table and be able to smile without having others on speed dial