[Intro]

You know when the others stacked against you

Everybody expects you to lose

You just try to do the opposite mate

You know

Life

Free (?)

Million times

Banks

[Verse 1]

We just tryna win when we was born to lose

When shit hit the fan you won’t know what to do

I just bought the shoes, never have to choose

I used to look for God but only saw the moon

If being antisocial made you think I’m rude

Maybe I should say excuse me before I leave a room

I’d rather keep it moving, I’ve got Ps to scoop

Banks, showtime like I’m Beetlejuice

I’m alone but far from lonely

Just about myself, how you think you know me

I just keep I lowkey, but you listen closely

Only made me stronger if it never broke me

When my role models sold drugs, I’ve killed bodies

I just sold drugs, I never killed bodies

I ain’t got no guns but I got biscotti

And I’m always in the mix like a Disk Jockey

[Verse 2]

I made it happen when it weren’t happening

I faint too much and feel too little like I’m Charlie Chaplin

I do audition for a film but I’m shit at acting

If you don’t hussle forest then you shuffle backwards

No rest for the wicked could only mean I am tired

But I’m still confident that God see me tryin’

If I’m lying then I’m dying

Grinding till I’m shining

Be careful when I shine, my lights blinding

I play my position, hope you playin’ yours

Life a game of chess and I don’t play no pawn

King without a queen but I got hella (?)

I make sure you give me brain until it hurts their jaw

If I ain’t breaking backs I’m prolly breaking laws

Wherever is pussy always packs I treat you like a sport

Rest in peace my brother John, you always in my thoughts

You know it’s die hard for life and fuck what they thought

I don’t promote violence, but my bro’s violent

If I ain’t dropping jams then I be staying silent

They tell you that I’m quiet that’s just the way I like it

Always be my own boss, I never be no sidekick

Have to go and get it, no one put me on

And life got me stressing it was looking long

Everyday I got a DM saying where you going

But truthfully I’m just tryna find my way cuz I know I was lost

Different bitch for every day of the week

Everywhere I go these hoes follow my feet

My white girl sell her pussy but I fuck it for free

And she got a their family call me one for the team, I mean

Most these rappers craping they just selling you dreams

I ain’t tryna sugar coat it, I’m just giving you me, I mean

Hear my boss’ gun on a beat

But in real life he probably just as normal as me, as Banks

[Verse 3]

These rich kids can never feel my pain

Hands down the back of the sofa you never dark for change

My new thing won’t let me fuck until she picks my brain

Got me sat around answering her questions just to get some brain

Old thing told me I should love her or just leave her alone

Now she wonder why I leave her alone, shit

Glass house then you shouldn’t throw stones

But you gon throw them anyway

So please mind how you go you know

Sometimes I take a little space so I can breath a bit

If you didn’t practice what you preaching, don’t be preaching it

Don’t make your bed and start complaining when you sleep in it

The top seems so far away while you reaching it

Might be a couple of things I want but I don’t need for shit

Hard times normally would show you who your people is

I’m just tryna make good from all this evilness

I done left my book opened, take a leaf of it