I've always rep'd ma city, and I ain't tryna stop,
But how do I continue, when I don't feel at home.
I don't trust no one, I'm always on ma own.

Maybe its because, they say they got ma back then just turn around and stab it.
The $#&@ is that bull %#@!.
Its like I'm just a fad, yesterday I'm hot.

Then tomorrow I'm not.
So where am I now, guess I'm just stuck in the middle wishin it was yesterday. Ohh.
A lot of people ask.

Don't you got childhood friends,
Haha, childhood friends? I don't got many.
They grew up too fast, so they all overlook me.

My world pretty cole, but this ain't no sideline story.
Call it what you will, but this is my fine story.



Just day the other day, I seen my ex girl.
The one before the music, the one I called my world.

I can still remember, when she told me I was two-faced.
Now I finally see it, I'm on that gemini %#@!, cause I'm just a young man, tryna find his own.
But a grown $$# rapper always spittin off the dome.

I told her bout the music, and how I'm always in my bedroom studio.
So ye money kinda tight, but every single day I'm reachin for my goals.
And that's when she told me, you should prolwuly get a job.

And I said, you mean a 9 to 5? I wish I could, but this music %#@!, already got me workin 9 to 9.