All my life, all I wanted to do was be great. If the stakes are everything, you'll tell yourself anything you need to hear to survive. Everything I say is the truth. And that's a lie. And that's the mother***ing truth. Remember all I ever wanted was a gold chain and a ride worth a hundred plus. Revenge paid to anybody who done something to her. I'm sensei to them young niggas under her. Been a made man, look what I done made. Man as you can. When trap nigga needed a way, who did it? Every song I gave you had some truth in it. Giving you the pudding, look at it. The proof in it. Went from serving junkies in hoops to the new Bentley. These suckas just be jumping through hoops and they too friendly. That's why I don't politicize it. They all cool, it's just that I don't *** with nigga money. The chain numbers ain't no need for us to keep it tight. We want fame and we'll be trying to hit them niggas up. I'm standoffish. I swear I walk in rooms, be listening to y'all talking. See that you ain't talking about *** and I start walking. Heck, cause I ain't here to waste time. Don't want to put energy in no lame nigga. And I don't want no lame nigga taking mine. But you want a ball, I can show you how. You like a broad, I can teach you how to turn it out. Show you how to buy low and sell them high. But don't assume that that's all that I know about. Who made me a dead biz while I rake here. I got married and ***ed it up, that what fame did. Marriage counsel tell me focus on what the pain did. And two best folks are trying to do what Jay and Dane did. I'm on a path, I got a purpose to reach a destination. And neither you helping me get to it or you in the way. I hope they wasn't lying. When they said it all comes back around. Baby. Stuck up here trying. To let you go but it's such a long way down. But if it's still a winter, spring or summer fall. Well I'm still breathing. If there's something I could say. Before you finish leaving. And if everything still happens for a reason. Maybe you'll come back around. Just like the seasons. Like the seasons. I'm so extreme, I've never been a man of moderation. See subtlety just ain't my cup of tea. Don't want my grad green, I want the lobby decorated. And last thing I need somebody saying I'll never make it. I don't give a damn, you can catch me with whoever naked. Still some forms of disrespect, I ain't gonna never take it. Even when my vocabulary can't explain it. I'm sorry what you thought I was, I just ain't that. Get there while you say I ain't ***. Big wheel keep rolling though. Honing off the blog, doing such a set with so and so. Que sera, sera. Cure it with a hundred million party like it might've grow. Got some bad Latina with me, they so la-da-da-da-da. See you say they be hating, I say son of my regards. Spirit on the ten, they on me, I call that R&R. Trying to get some strikes on me, that's how you start a war. I've been practicing my reaction to niggas coming with stupid ***. Forgot my faith man, the conversation over with. I'm done talking. How was that, was that good? For real. I hope they wasn't lying. When they said it all comes back around. Baby. Stuck up here trying. To let you go but it's such a long way down. But if it's still a winter, spring or summer fall. Well I'm still breathing. If there's something I could say. Before you finish leaving. And if everything still happens for a reason. Maybe you'll come back around. Just like the seasons. Like the seasons. I'm not promising to be perfect. But I'll try my best to be great. This ain't no game, this a mother***ing trip. This ain't no game, this a mother***ing trip.