No way Working 40 off a day shifts No shame Pushing 80 in my own shit No fame Boy it ain’t the motivation Tell me that I ain’t shit Induce a revelation Ima aim Ferda flame Ima chase it Ain’t no shame For the blame That it came with **** a party Ima lurk Ima paint shit On a track Had to dash If it ain’t this 40 in my hand With the gang We deface it Dirty in the pound Wearing black Cuz the paint thick Dirty in the mound Not a the frown When we face it Dirty in the ground With a crown I ain’t basic Down with a ship Down with a bitch Drowning I found innocence Round bit sin Naughty Divine imminent Thrive in min Stories Divine in the sin Die with a grin Sorry If it ain’t this Hope you tryna live a bit Living and existing ain’t the same, don’t you get it twist Giving and forgiving keep you sane Outa the abyss Kindness to each other Hit the bank, issa dividend Yuh Get your funds up Watchu want son Show some kindness to your devil And the angels won’t run Watchu find until you settle Be the real tough love Till the flower showing petals And full moon sun