Goodbye letter, "dear life" shit What is my meaning? My reason? That's the question Sometimes I feel like I ain't shit Sometimes a nigga feel like shit Talkin’ 'bout some real life shit So if a nigga kill me, hope he mean it

Ain't this what they've been waiting for? I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this So I had to grind like that to shine like this In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists See

Ain't that some shit Well paid for this rap and shit I got that work Say what? My flow Say what? My bitches Say what? You Cole Say what? I said

Do it for the fam, we gon' die for this shit It's some real ties when we pull up with the clique Money comin' in, people knowin' that we lit It ain't no surprise, they gon' love you when you rich It ain't no surprise, they all love you when you rich Yeah

It's a lot to you, it's a lot to you But it ain't nothing to me People talk, it's just word of mouth No, it ain't nothing to me You talking loud 'cause I'm not around Yeah, that's something to see Say I’m the man and I'm winning now That shit ain't

You don't know the risk if you ain't carried the weight Some shit I don't remember, it's somethin' I never forget Ain't nobody give me nothin', ain't nobody tell me shit Big ol' drip If you ain't never been down the road that wasn't already paved Still

I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) I don't trust nobody 'cause I can't be fake Frontin' ain't an option 'cause my soul can't change It's that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like

Sitting here, patching myself up Crying over what's left, 'cause Without you I ain't shit, but no pressure Guess I gotta learn my lesson I know that I've been swerving on this course Can't find me somewhere writin' when I'm wrong Girl, I'm just tryna see

They wanna see me fall And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasing, catching all my goals I don't need these hoes I'm getting money, me and all my woes Play with me, you know is all I want The young niggas

I pulled up in some shit that make yo bitch go crazy (skrt, skrt) I ain't gotta like her pics, she know a nigga wavy (hey, hey) Ice, water on my wrist that's why these niggas hate me (water, splash) Gotta keep a strap, can't let these niggas play me Ice,