Shit gets hard I was going through it

I was working three jobs I was going through it

Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it

Had myhad my back against the wall

But you know it through it

Shit gets hard I was going through it

I was broken three jobs I was going through it

Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it

Had my back against the wall but you know it through it

Like ay ya ya ya I was on the edge

Like na na na na I was left for dead

Like ay ya ya yabitches in my head

Saying na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Float in the trap like it's a job same

Fifth for three days I ain't changed

I made my first ten thousand

Out for prepaid as my cousin

Pull up

Surprise you with that foul like it's your b day

Hop out pull up

All my niggas stand on business like a briefcase

Suit it you just see me shine now

Don't know what I've been through

Can't let them know you broke

They try and use that shit against you

Real is rare still the same when I ain't have a penny

Label me a boss I accept my losses like my winning

Two hundred a gig on demand like expanity

Bad ain't get no money this a red flag of penity