All that's promised in life is death and them taxes I wonder what happens when you find yourself inside the madness Cause now I figure my life is different So I gotta grab it Take all I can and just have it Cause they packin' automatics where I come from Gaithersburg, Maryland it's undone Mobbin deep like a Prodigy Logic couldn't have found himself a better successor I'm more than the lesser And when I spit a verse it's more than a lesson You pray for your blessings And always hoping you receive I be workin' hard and prayin' that he lookin' out for me So I take it back, little Anthony Walkin' round school tryna make a honey dance with me Spittin' rhymes Every time, [?] Living life, going home Record a verse, go to bed Back to school, teacher on my dick Talkin' bout I'm actin' rude You won't step inside my shoes just to see what's going on man Mama at home, and really dealin' with the pill shit Stepdad just left, and I can tell she can't feel shit Her son's love ain't enough Feeling down, giving up, what the fuck Feeling down, giving up, what the fuck All that's promised in life is death and them taxes I wonder what happens when you find yourself inside this madness It's so apparent that I'm the illest, and they fear it Said I wonder where my life would be if I ain't write these lyrics But I know a couple cats that really wish that I would fail But this my fuckin' life so you know that I will prevail All the shit that I went through in these last couple years Went from not havin' a dollar to signing a couple deals Your bitch is on my line cause my dick and she trying to feel Gon' keep it real where we come from Death and them taxes What you tryna run from Little buddy it gets muddy On these cold streets, what you gonna do Go home, record a verse, go to bed, back to school Teachers never understand the problems that we facin' I feel adjacent to people fakin' And other statements that cats is makin' is driving me crazy On these late nights thinking maybe