RIBS

What’s the price to be in your destiny

What’s the price to be in your destiny

What’s the price to pay

For me?

Does it cost my right eye, left leg , right arm

Does it cost my ribs?

Does it cost my past, my future, my family, my kids?

Does it cost to be the boss

Does it cost to lead?

I got the key I got it

I open up the locket

My treasure chest

My treasure chest

Inside my R I B S

Heart I Need Protection

From the parts that I flee best

These L L C’s

I know the margins I read text

Some D S P gon try to bargain for stream checks

Can’t B S me

I done back tracked

On a few things

I won’t post about

Bitch im 27

(Damn)

They done laughed at

How my mood swings

When im not around

This is real

Late night

When your family dying

But you busy focused

On the ribs poking

How much time has passed

While im busy hoping

On a silent notice

Does it cost my Mind

Not the only nigga with day job preventing suicides like you and I

Too cool to cry

The music shit too do or die for me at times

I love my fans I wish they loved themselves

Right arm heavy on the helm

Right foot never touch the brake

Cause the right leg remember all too well

Right eye busy wit the mileage

Left eye way too high to tell

Does it cost my right eye, left leg , right arm

Does it cost my ribs?

Does it cost my past, my future, my family, my kids?

Pull up, I got a couple dollars for you

Pull up, you got a couple dollars for me I said

Pull up, I got a couple dollars for you

Pull up, you got a couple dollars for me I said

Pull up, you got a couple dollars for me I said

Let’s spend it