Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,
See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite
Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing
But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something
Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle
With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle
The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.
He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck
You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit
They hatin'/ saying i ain't amount to nothing well your right i should simply embrace it
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out
I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches
Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with
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