Magdalena, Mi Amor
I find myself venting in Aventadors
I find myself renting the 11th floor
Like getting money if the only
Way to even the score
As a brother that's melanoid
We either build or destroy
Either fulfill His purpose
Or just filling a void
That's how you get to a Beemer
From an Honda Accord
How you get to a millie
Dodging Officer Hoyt
Streets be watching
Poverty left me without a choice
Daddy left without a sound without a noice
Shorty left like the Hellen of Troy
And I still stacked a W like E.B Dubois
2004, I remember
When my spirit was crushed
My autie said I wouldn't be much
Thinking back on how they treated me
Back when I was staying up in their crib
So many little things I begrudge
Like how you gonna
Let your ****ing husband beat us?
Like how you gonna
Let my little sister be touched?
Enough is enough
Man I had to learn like Enoch
Nigga we up!
Uh!
I ain't lucky this is God's grace
I ain't Ugly this is God's face
I ain't lucky this is God's grace
I ain't Ugly this is God's face
I ain't Ugly this is God's face
I'm selling dope, this is God's weight
Trippin on me what, did god said?
I got the hammer tucked
This is God's way
I been around the world
Like Diddy and The Game
The fifth make you dance
Like Diddy in the rain
Slow money
Big mouth nigga you a lame
I'm psycho with the chain
I'm a big flex
So I'm stunting in the store
He's a big flex
So he's stunting when he's poor
I don't talk much
Is the murders on call
Cuz the cops gonna call
If the snitch gonna call
I show up like Mike
If the snitch gone ball
Count bust fast
But the bitch still call
Looking at my jewels
Like a nigga still ball
This is cyclical
I did it like Ye had a rose on top
Yea, I mean its snow on top
Got a few bricks so the O's on lock
Fiends hit me up
Cause the stove on lock
I ain't lucky this is God's grace
I ain't Ugly this is God's face
I ain't lucky this is God's grace
I ain't Ugly this is God's face