I always feel like I'm fighting an uphill battle But I know who made the hills 3-5 From the east side God always Headed down on the wrong side by 25 No light no better time gotta make it right yuh Fighting up hill against men who lie just to see me die yuh But I finna fight yuh Gotta see the light yuh Yessir Feel like fentanyl no perc Thinking about heading out no work Sippin on pepto no purp Feeling so stressed out not hurt Say that I'm next out it's not sure Feeling like getting out of my way Think I won't get loud no way Gotta blow up on the internet Had to tell momma to chill I'm not winning yet I could pay off all my debt when I killing it I don't mess round with the will that I'm living in I been just keeping the real on the lock Had to deal with my fears that I blocked Had to keep all the loud off my lips Had me slurring my words when I talk Had to get it popping in the booth I could never let up on the youth They don't gotta know that I'm a hit They just gotta know about the truth Stepping on the stage like I don't mind it Looking for your faith like I won't find it I don't wanna change it I'm just grinding Put me in the pavement if I'm lying Yuh Headed down on the wrong side by 25 No light no better time gotta make it right yuh Fighting up hill against men who lie just to see me die yuh But I finna fight, yuh Gotta see the light, yuh Headed down on the wrong side by 25 No light no better time gotta make it right yuh Fighting up hill against men who lie just to see me die yuh But I finna fight yuh Gotta see the light yuh Me and 350 had to get it one time Praise up cuz they know we had to grind Got it out the mud we was slummin w the slimes Prayed up Good God now we shine All these rappers they tryna blow up Slow it down imma fill up the cup I ain't talkin no lean imma cut Runneth over you know it's what's up Imma youngboy and I drip like Dasani I rap you in circles like head of a Saudi I pull up in fashion I'm rocking that Nike Like Uzi I'm wearing balenci balenci Praise to my God and I'm just getting started I use to be out there I use to be hardened I flipped up the script and now I'm ballin like hardin But don't get it twisted I still know the charter I spent 3 days locked in my room steady working Now I stand out like a Birkin They gon ask me how I did it I'm certain Certified by the word ain't no turning All of these haters they lurking I been in the show drop the curtain Got it all on my own ain't no lurching Do it real nice got the shirt in Skrrtt They want the youngboy down in the dirt They wanna see me kicked to the curb But I'm jumping put the gym MJ w the vert You better pay me if you want a verse I was down bad then I hit a spurt I got them racks then I flipped it again I ain't talking no deer I'm just talking bout bands God always