I´m thinkin´ ´bout quittin´ rappin´, tell the truth, I´m never happy
The politics come with the shit, be makin´ me feel like snappin´
They hidin´ all my music, so I don´t get too many views

I´m still doin´ my thing, but it don´t do what it used to do
They only show support to you in public, when it´s cool
So they hidin´ all they love for you in private
I keep it too real, they fear me, I want the world to hear me
I know Lil Boosie, Tory Lanez, and DaBaby feel me
They try to mute the real niggas who voicin´ they opinion
But I´m realer than the realest, so they gon´ have to take me serious
And if you don´t give me this Grammy, I´ma steal it
I´ve been nominated nine times, I´ma need me one of them bitches
Got Cardi B money, I could´ve did a song with Nicki

I missed out on a lot of opportunity, let´s get it
Bringin´ street shit in the business, every day another killin´
Meetin´ new niggas, but I can´t believe they livin´ how I´m livin´
So I don´t really be feelin´ ´em
I´ve been distant from my niggas, tryna get me together
They ain´t benefitin´ me, but they just want me to help em
Take my losses by myself, but when I´m winnin´, we winnin´
Can´t believe I made it out, they really want my position
It´s like the come-up was more funner, you can still hear the hunger
I still be hangin´ where I hung up, shootin´ dice in the gutter

´Member beefin´ with my brothers in the same house, barely talked
I figured out, dawg, all we got is each other
Bringin´ pain to my mama and we already poor
Wonderin´ why we gotta struggle, evictions on the door
Lost a lot and lost some more, I got it bad
Gotta raise my children straight, but I ain´t never had a dad to learn from
I´m a baby with three babies, they got Ms in they savings
Why I gotta kill myself to make these people embrace me?
Rappers passin´ it, I´m busy doin´ calendars
Makin´ up for all the time I lost, so I´m sittin´ in the canister