What can I do
I was born this way
Everyday I wake up
Gotta make more pay
I get high
I never a saw a wild thing sorry for itself y'all
Never sorry for myself y'all

Follow the cloud if you wanna reach
Far as the eyes see
Living in between where Heaven and hell meet
I greet peace chiefing on the rent it's only the 10th
got enough time to flip it and go get it again
Yo it's true crowns in my audio Sequence
I drops jewels cutting like an emeralds greenest
bam IQ of a lyrical genius
Damn getting women cuz my physical features
Man I'm embodying the fire from the shotty and oops I mean the Nina bullet almost hit my femur
Got a graze on my rib cage
What a miracle
upper body impenetrable
My train of though colliding made me spiritual
A reflection of cause
my perfection is flawed
Give erections to broads I
Till it narrow they view
I'm hugh my true color Like deep waters the darkest blue

What can I do
I was born this way
Everyday I wake up
Gotta make more pay
I get high
I never a saw a wild thing sorry for itself y'all
Never sorry for myself y'all

So beautiful
undeniably better than all the usual
This ain't love song yall this a thug song we from the bottom gotta make it out the drug home
Had to fall down just to get up again
Doing crimes I was hanging with felons then
Never got locked I was quicker on my feet
Till I got popped had me laying in the street
Took 6 months just to walk on the beach
Getting high on the piff might fuck off a week
Then come back with a hit I can play on repeat it feel good right?
Up early in the morning fighting thru the night
the consequences of danger it's real life
The compliments of my changes high priced
Took a lot to get over my past
Now I'm staring at my future can't help but laugh

I maintain knowing the game changed
Steady evolving proceed with caution
See I learned a lot on the road im walkin
pack a heat in my soul I'm sparking blaze blunts in the ride take a sip of the nonsense
bump my old shit while I'm clearing my conscience
My content getting live in booth the truth you'll get stomped like a warriors boots
I match lyrics to the beat of my own
Selling rhymes till I get me a home
A lost product riding in the city I Rome
I got vshot up
now I'm here slanging a poem god got us and he ain't never leave me alone
My slave blood tell me fuck the establishment
My king mind tell me never let them bleed your skin
The Stachebox full of dollars so I gotta win
I was born on this earth so I gotta sin