Out the mud, for real, this type shit give you the chills Ain't no going back, though (Cannon) Ayy The bases loaded, let me bring it home And bein' broke is what I can't condone This that baking soda in a vacant home Let me put this apron on (Gangsta) Yeah, back in the kitchen again Cookin' up a plate that motivate you to get up and win Made to be a boss with all these losses we took on the chin This one for my niggas that be holdin' they greatness within This one for the independent women, stop playin' with them Gave the city hope, no need to boast, but we litty again West side niggas ran the world since juice with the gin Humbly, I don't pop shit, but I usually can I just wanna get money, be healthy, stay true to my friends I don't want much, just to take off the roof on the Benz Might just pick you up, tryna see somethin' blow in the wind I been goin' up, baby, I ain't no regular man Yeah (Gangsta) I went from niggas wishin' me well to niggas wishin' he fail Sold out dates, No Love Lost tickets for sale Why stop when it's still love? Oh, we're tippin' the scales Still hot, blasphemy, how I'm givin' 'em hell It wouldn't sit with me well either It's just crazy 'cause I don't need to prove a point Not in my DNA to be a diva I'd rather heal what's in myself before I point a finger You know you gotta follow first before you be a leader Niggas so quick to skip a step and they forgot they sneakers I had to go get my respect before I got the feature That ain't no disrespect to you, that's just the way we teach 'em You gotta learn to fly without the flock to be a Evgle I'm at my highest altitude right now, I am not coming down Might take it up another notch, my nigga Vic just jumped out a airplane That just goes to show you gotta be fearless with this shit New heights, you never know what you might get out of it You never know what you might see You just gotta stop overthinking and go for it