Still On A Mission

This for everybody that started out at zero, you know what I'm saying?

Understand ups and downs come with this shit, you feel me?

Don't crash out, gangsta

You're more valuable than you think

If it's a price to bring my **** back, I'd be so broke

Bringing all of my **** back, man, that's no joke

Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt

Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet

Got about twenty in my steep tech

Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed

Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet

Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat

Swear that I'm different, I told my **** never beef over bitches

How you real? You taking pictures with snitches, my only mission to get it

I told that bitch, man, I ain't beasting to hit it

So much coke, I fell asleep in the kitchen, **** know that I'm with it

You know you can't force loyalty

King Opp, so it's royalty

They ask me why I'm strapped because these pussies trying to boil me

And I don't talk to pigs, tell them pussies gotta lawyer me

Man, I'm like bang-bang, loyalty gang, that's who I'm rolling with

Man, you know this shit, don't ever go against

**** try to steal my soul and I'm so convinced

Cheating like Lil J Rock tryna hop the fence

Back in the game, fresh off the bench

I was in foul trouble, caught a flagrant

Like that boy there done died on the pavement

On the ground, shakin' like I tazed him

I was locked in a pen, lions in a den

Judge talkin' twenty, tryna get this shit to ten

Your man tellin' on you when you did the shit for him

Shorty violating her, she fuckin' with your friends

Or fuckin' with your opps, **** from your block

Gotta do this time if they with you or they not

Said if they with you or they not

If it's a price to bring my **** back, I'd be so broke

Bringing all of my **** back, man, that's no joke

Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt

Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet

Got about twenty in my steep tech

Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed

Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet

Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat

Same shit I did before, I do it with these meals too

I'm super with it, make you move 'cause I ain't tryna grill you

Y'all was screamin' gang gang, runnin' through that field too

Opps kill bro, you ain't slide, I don't feel you

My mama told me, "Fuck them ****, focus them and drop"

Find a better way of livin', my son won't be on no block

Thank the lord for blessings given, they won't put one in my top

Don't you go out like you tryna die about a thot

I'ma get it, it's all I got, talkin' my shit, get him hot

Let's not talk about no money, I probably never stop

Put six figures on my wrist, probably two mill' on my block

Police told the bro to tell the judge that I supply the chops

They tryna hold shit on my head, I lost Smelly and saw red

Know my shooter that he fired, his second time hitting lag

Life been drivin' me crazy, so I been off the meds

Tryna bring my **** with me like he ridin' on my pegs

If it's a price to bring my **** back, I'd be so broke

Bringing all of my **** back, man, that's no joke

Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt

Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet

Got about twenty in my steep tech

Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed

Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet

Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat