[Intro] [dark piano melody, atmospheric synth pad and electricguitar] [808 bass enters with sliding notes] [Verse 1] [male rap vocals] I want it all for them times I was lost in the fog Faded off the sauce, Watch me rip it from your hands like a savage Know I gotta have it Had to pull myself out the mud, no I did not panic Know the life that I want isn't given to me, I gotta grab it (go get it) Train, focus, hustle hard, through the storm I gotta manage Stay lit, fuck a hater trying to put me out [snare hit] Before I let you win, know I burn this place to the ground You better tell that hoe ass hater to watch their mouth, bitch I'm from the south Get yourself found with the pistol to your lips Hoe suck it like this dick, hoe, boom, there goes your mental put in work fuck the clout. hoe, if it's fuck me, then fuck what you about, yo Stay your lane, seasons change, people change, human nature remains the same Clutch my hands as I pray, lord I'm thankful for today, another chance to make a change. Hustle hard (everyday), yeah I gotta get this bread When I hear the beat drop, know I'm going in Speak my mind, yeah that's my only friend Life is full of acquaintances, when I'm gone, hope nothing's left unsaid Hoe, when you hate, you the lame Karma's a bitch in every way Feel the eyes on me, praying for my downfall Hustle best when my back's against the wall Life is too short, know I gotta ball know I want it all for them times I was lost in the fog Faded off that sauce, ripped it from your hands like a savage Gotta have it, had to pull myself out the mud, no I did not panic Know the life that I want isn't given to me, I gotta grab it (go get it) Train, focus, hustle hard, through the storm, gotta manage Why not throw hands? (pussy) put the strap down Pussy motherfucker, what you scared to get knocked out? Hold up, wait a minute, pussy let me put some dick up in it Know I'm blowing loud, inhale, exhale, let it all out Young king on the prowl, know I rock the sound Gotta hold it down, Steph Curry the way I bust it down away team watch me hush the crowd Speakers knocking, I rock the sound. I got more bounce to my ounce, when I blaze a quarter pound Cruising around town for the team, gotta hold it down Fuck a hater trying to hold me down Hustling trying to find a way out, bust a move, yeah I gotta make it bounce [Outro] [piano/guitar melody fades] [808 bass and drums cut out] [atmospheric synth pad lingers and fades]
