Since9ine6ix Verse:

The theme music for go getter’s to go and get it
From the city of gold digger’s with no limit
Zoning but going distant for showing I’m goal tending
Was growing hopeless as a penny with a hole in it
Road to the riches
On my pivot or I’m traveling
Trafficking
The rap I pen and the packaging
I’m cashing in
No accident
So what’s happening
They’ll catch him later
Navigating on Madison
Out west and back again
Doubt where the passion end’s
That’s where it all started
I used to dream bigger
Lived in a small apartment
Hardened the flow
Pardon the heart
Dark as the carpet
Harping on what I harbored
Enough to starve a artist
Unchartered territory
All of it to share a story
Bodying my work
It’s either wearing or it’s tearing on me
Mastered the ceremony
As only a minor
Spite the mind of Minolta
Got the soul of a survivor
Low on my tire’s while I’m going into overdrive
Lord knows I’m tired but wired while life is going by
Chasing the cool
Running
Thought it was cake walking
Caught at a standstill
Waiting to paint portrait
The good, the bad and the ugly
Such a beautiful struggle cause misery loves company
Let nothing come between this marriage with a microphone
But this shit ain’t a game
Be it right or wrong to write a song
Easing the pain
Fighting long
That’s why I’m strong
Don’t need the fame
I just want to inspire home
Think it’s in vain
So be it
See what eye is on
Midst of the fire
Desire
Light of a quiet storm
Ride through the ghetto
My pedal put to the metal
Hear echoes of gun shots
Reminds me to never settle
Ain’t where you from but where you at and where you headed to
Nowhere to run
I’m coming back
In fact I’m here for you
Jumped in the front seat
Jumping to front street
I’m one deep
Steady mobbing where the bums eat
Bend corners where the hustlers hang
Customers came
Money exchanged
Just for they name
Drugging they brain
What a shame
Don’t value the property like monopoly
Possibly
Obsolete
The economy eat off poverty
I hit the highway to try and avoid the robbery
Operating at Godspeed
So ain’t no stopping me
Only the top for me
From bottled up to bottom ups
Sincere apologies
Acknowledged what the problem was
Forgot the love for trying to play the field in Haterville
Made him ill
Still I’m god blessed
Jesus take the wheel