Paramount (Yeah) Rest in peace to my n*gga Duck I love you bro Not the type to make excuses, we know that shit is useless Expressing all my pain, it made me famous off the music Barely know her name and now she claimin' we exclusive Was only meetin' up to beat it up, guess I'm abusive Fans say I'm the GOAT, maybe so, it's inconclusive Close to all my dreams but still, this scene is so elusive Solution is goin' harder than I ever have You can't ever fuckin' leave, just duck and weave, better jack I been doin' stupid shit 'cause I never had a dad In Vegas actin' like an anus, all on red, better pack All my n*ggas lean on me, it's drinks on me, set a tab Y'all might call it foolish dreams, just doin' things we never have We just some project boys I was only twelve years old when they shot that boy Look to the sky like "Oh my god, I'm glad I'm not that boy" Depression knocked me off my square, it's time to hop back boy Uh, please watch the hands you shake Don't play defense around me 'cause I can't do fake I'm making' G on top of G like I'm Andrew Tate All hundred grand, unadvanced, do my dance, the runnin' man, damn Yeah, yeah I recognize the circumstances You know, it's now or never I'm just lettin' y'all know this shit ain't what you think it is But they never said it would be easy Look, look I'm still learnin' to love who I am How to trust who I am I can't rush who I am Train my son' basketball team and don't discuss who I am It make my day to see him happy 'cause that's just who I am RIP my brother Duck, man, that felt like rock bottom (I swear) Gettin' better every day 'cause I know that God got him (He do) And your kids gon' be OK I hope they know that I got 'em Got 'em, I hope they Look In real life it ain't no perfect pictures (No) Kicked in the doors so loud and proud, you never heard the whispers In other words, can't you learn from all the burns and blisters And I can't take the will for you, every journey differs It's mister never gave a fuck Keep a stick with me like I'm tryna make a putt Show you how to make a buck, it won't really take on much, yeah They came for y'all but stay for us Um, I'm back for everything I left Handed all my G's, five, but we never seen a jet Fans be quotin' all my verses and the reverends be upset Don't they say the sky the limit? Well good heavens, we up next, yes See, I know that this is it We don't need a Christmas list, I don't gotta wish for shit It's get rich or die tryin' bitch, I feel like 50 Cent Your boy came a long way from shootin' dice to get my rent, pimp Gotta keep it player, player At 18, already had a lil' baby, Jada Wada When you got a mouth to feed it ain't no room for bein' beta Plus, your squares ain't really hard We could do this now or later Huh, I think the struggle made me greater You can't sign me like a waiver Vasi World and I'm the mayor Battles, yeah It's now or never