| Invest in yourself &don't stress |
| A lot of sleepless nights of gettin' no rest |
| When you’re due to hit the tomb stay humble, never crumble |
| And still ascend like ya got a stunt double |
| Uh |
| New course of action |
| Adaption enforced |
| Moving like assassins |
| And everything I do |
| I’m doing it in fashion |
| Check cashin son |
| Never could imagine |
| When I was young |
| Dumb |
| Living on the run |
| Heavy grip on the gun |
| Give it a rip and it was done |
| Coulda been over |
| Before it even begun |
| Paid the price, and couldn’t get a refund |
| Wanna hate? And say that all this stunting' disgraceful |
| Mothafucka if I earned it I can stunt in ya face tho |
| I’m a tornado mixed with a volcano load up the Draco |
| Put you in a grave, like chapo did with em peso’s |
| Honestly speaking Tho man I’d probably hate me too |
| A genius kid who really knew how to break them rules |
| Take me to, another level place my cue |
| I stay unbruised, I never lose I done changed my views |
| Yeah |
| Invest in yourself &don't stress |
| A lot of sleepless nights of gettin' no rest |
| When you’re due to hit the tomb stay humble, never crumble |
| And still ascend like ya got a stunt double |
| You’ll never know what someone been thru |
| Until you walk a day in they shoes but you refuse |
| Now the thoughts overloadin with the pot boilin over |
| Times gettin slower but you only gettin older so |
| Put on the headphones, get a moment of bliss |
| I’m chosen to spit |
| I always get enjoyment out of this |
| But I can’t seem to ever enjoy anything else |
| And my last dream made me paranoid over myself |
| Cause God doesn’t want me and the devils not finished |
| Bad image, like pirates who try to pillage |
| I’ve passed limits, of wanting to try gimmicks |
| Splashed inside of the ocean and gone swimmin' |
| I’m zoned out |
| Givin' in to my own doubts |
| On the couch slumped over |
| With my back hunched over |
| Got a view of heaven |
| From a seat in hell |
| Great girl and family and all these checks in the mail |
| Invest in yourself &don't stress |
| A lot of sleepless nights of gettin' no rest |
| When you’re due to hit the tomb stay humble, never crumble |
| And still ascend like ya got a stunt double |