Bill Diary, Bill Diary, it ain't about where I came from, it's more so about where I'm

going, where you going, it ain't about what I did, uh -uh, it's about the things I'ma

do.

My love for who I am, I know I f***ed up and can not bring it back, thank the Lord for

where I'm at because I came up with no cash, it went from Vandal to the Bundle, you would

think I'm moving trash, I got Generals, I got Hunters, I'm in the dummy Louis bag,

every day that I wake up I never have a skin, I thank God when I wake up cause of me could

have been dead, like a certified barber I got mine on your head.

My love, I put that money on your head.

They tried to make me out some sh**, I wasn't made to be, on my count of three my n***a

shoot this sh** from A to Z, uh, they tried to make me out a rap, I got a half a million

sure I give a f*** about going platinum, remember when I needed help, nobody came and

helped me, they wouldn't accept me, helped everybody except me, thank God for my weapon,

we could never be separate, my ex never f***ed me, now she wish she would've kept me, help

me, I'm the one to come back man, all them f***ers that left me gone wish they would've

accept me, tell them I got more money than that n***a that they live with, I'ma make

them feel man, they worth a million, f*** who I am, I know I f***ed up and can not

break his head, thank the Lord for when I'm mad because I came up with no cash, it went

from bando to the bando you would think I'm moving trash, I got some demos, I got hundreds

in this dummy Louis bag, every day that I wake up a new, never have a skin, I thank God

when I wake up cause of me could have been dead, like a certified barber I got mine on

the low end, tell them to shut up cause I would not let up, my brothers don't let me

get set up, anytime I get fed up, all these n****s get wet up, tell me ain't nothing better,

I wish I never met her, since we ain't been together, I got my s***, gotta pull up in

some s***, that kind of f***, we're balling again boys, you know you balling too much,

talking about for the boys, hot inside of a Porsche, looking back at the noise, they

keep on hearing my voice, I swear to Lord that p*** will give them new, super power songs

don't go nowhere without them, that don't mean that I'm a coward, every day, every hour,

every second, every minute, I hope the Lord forgive me, I'm just out here trying to get

it, let's get it, like another race, but it's already ran, f*** who I am, I know I f***ed

up and cannot break it fast, thank the Lord for where I'm at, because I came up with no

cash, it went from Bando to the Bando, you would think I'm moving fast, I got some arrows,

I got hundreds in this dummy Louis bag, every day that I wake up a n***a, never ever scared,

I thank God when I wake up cause a n***a could have been dead, like a certified barber,

I got money on your head, fellow, I put that money on your head,