March 2nd

Second cycle, the kid is movin' like Billy Idol

With some past due W's that I'm still entitled

City love me I treat it like it's a bridal

Tux black as the strap I'm using to hit the rival

Last album was great but I know this one is greater

I made it this far as a great tastemaker without a

Spread from Complex and them covers that come in from FADER

I'm at tables with mans you love it

Fuck it, I made it from buckets

Slept in the rugged seats of a Civic

To walking through the city and niggas screaming I did it

I spit this shit from way back for 'em

This for niggas that told me,

"I'll come back" but never came back for 'em

Loyal to them so I wait back for 'em like they my niggas

Knowin' they isn't, these niggas so insufficient

When we was both dealing, I used to throw in the pigeon

I guess, that mean nothing when niggas start coexisting

I done lost some good girls and niggas that I would cope with

Been backstabbed by niggas I used to smoke with

As far as rap I'm not the one to toe-to-toe with or go

At it blow for blow with the silly shit no for no with

Money on the line, its money all on my mind

Calculating this vision, I sum it up for the grind

I promise when I got it I'd fuck it up for the times

Put 20k on the tab and buss it up every time, you get me?

In a Bentley smokin' on a fat 20,

Jealous niggas don't offend me, Dior dripped in the Fendi

I do it for the family OGs that never sent me on mission

When I was down to put clip in and leave it empty and work

I ain't trippin' 'bout who got at me and dissed

I'm blessed, when I think about who shot at me and missed

I came from real situations

Niggas got clapped for little insinuations, time and impatience

Been grindin finding my way in so much bros like the Wayans

Sometime it weigh me down whenever they try weigh in

In the day out, in the day in, shooters on say when

Niggas got clapped before the day end

The city I come from, taught me that there's nothing to run from

It taught me get my money in lump sums

So 'til that day, still at war, I'm still at pay

Never change boy, we still that way

It's young Fargo