As 4 Me

[Intro]

My last chance, yo

This my only chance left

To prove to y'all

I'm the best rapper in the fuckin' world

Hey, hey

[Verse]

I said "Thank god I'm livin'", I ain't go to prison

For my brother and my sis', I'll make the ugliest decisions

Banked on the feeling, told momma what the deal is

How you grow up with the rich and now you wanna be a villain?

Had a hunch and then I did it, it's money in the written, they fronted, I ain't trippin'

It's funny you don't gotta tell a dummy his position

―it be the spirits

Tell 'em, "Keep it quick and stay the fuck up out the business"

Give a fuck about a critic, wasn't in the trenches

All the thunder in my chest, niggas wasn't interfering

Cop a bunch, if I can spare it, struggle with appearance

Ain't much I could repair, but I still muscle through the errands

Said enough with the comparing, love I couldn't cherish

Through the tunnel, seen a glare, all that cluster isn't karats

Know it touch you when you hear it, one up in the air

Ayy, my love, I be embarrassed, only stumble when you caring

One the wonders of the ferris, no more huddles in despair

The overcomin' been apparent, no more muzzle full of fear

Runnin' into terror

[Outro: MIKE & Sandra Ebere]

Uh, I said "Thank God I'm livin'", I ain't go to prison

For my brother and my sister, make the ugliest dec―

Thank God I'm livin', I ain't go to prison

For my brother and my sister

Thank God I'm livin', I ain't go to prison

For my brother and my sister, make the ugliest decisions

Bank on the feeling

When you look at him, his behavior, his attitude, his character, you will think he's rough

But when you get close to him, you will know he's a nice somebody

He's a nice guy