Money on my mind I pray my thought is gon pay me Focused on the grind gotta feed both my babies Running out of time so I cut ties with my lady Usually the weed fine but I been drinking real crazy Plead the fif if you ask me about it Same niggas always round I don't like it crowded Some niggas folded I ain't benefit from doubting But when it's all said and done I can't do this shit without me Stay grounded Like that summer that my mama took my tv And that winter Lily's mama told me that she didn't need me I'm humbled Through all the love yous and all the fuck yous I know my struggles All the punches that I done rolled through All the fights and all the scuffles Just gon leave that how it is