Discussion

Sometimes you gotta put your pride to the side

In this game that we call life

You know, I'm tryna get back to my kids

You know, I can't win with these crackers

I'm a nigga and they look at me like a nigga (for real)

Man, let me go on and lay down right quick, fuck it

No self worth, being honest

But I converse with some bosses (I do)

I'm a real earner and I worked hard

Thank you God, look what I accomplished

Inside support system, awkward

Take time with trial only options

Division nine, no PC, in Chicago, fighting drama

My relationship getting rocky

No spousal trust, I was moving unconscious

I was talking with Jay and

Recruited a move that allotted me counsel

Back and forth without representation

Embarrassing, ran out of options

Told my attorney go get with the DA

He come with a deal and I'm copping

Aiming for thirty six months, but they came with a thirty

So fuck it, I signed it

He think I'm stupid? Well, fuck what he think

I ain't fight with them crackers, I got out they way

Stateville, now I'm going up state

With the gang members they respecting my name

He one of the men, you play with the kids

You gon have to kill 'em, he one of the greats

No need to say it, I was suffering

My head hurtin', a concussion

Broke bed on me, fuck it

I don't think they really love me

Trust issues, I'm accustomed

Writer's block no question, I'm

Already knowin' you gon lie to me, ain't no need to discuss it

Ain't no need to discuss it

We have a heated discussion

Internet beef, I don't entertain

I know how to come up from nothin'

I'm getting straight to the money, yeah

I'm getting straight to the money, yeah

Already knowin' you gon lie to me, ain't need to dicuss it

I'm an energy person and I'm at ease

But the minute you hurt me, you gotta leave

Got some niggas who love me, they outta reach

Got some children who coming up, gotta teach

Got some family who mad 'cause they tryna leach

Got some big booty woman who I don't need

Master manipulation

Been manipulated, but it really don't bother me

Gold trim, platinum, matte white Benz

V12, yellow color baguettes

Red guts, panoramic my roof, any given moment I can hop in a jet

In the weight room, getting rid of weight

Pat touchdown, doin a set

Hit the space bar, click and refresh

Making salat when I need to reset

Turnin the pot, got me whipping the vet

On the phone, in communication with the joint

Still going in tryna prove a point

I don't socialize, I don't see the point

Fifty wrapped up, stuffed in a bump

Underneath the trunk, order what you want

Laying in the trunk, sippin' red wine

I don't give a fuck, I do what I want

No need to say it, I was suffering

My head hurtin', a concussion

Broke bed on me, fuck it

I don't think they really love me

Trust issues, I'm accustomed

Writer's block no question, I'm

Already knowin' you gon lie to me, ain't no need to discuss it

Ain't no need to discuss it

We have a heated discussion

Internet beef, I don't entertain

I know how to come up from nothin'

I'm getting straight to the money, yeah

I'm getting straight to the money, yeah

Already knowin' you gon lie to me, ain't need to dicuss it

(I'm getting straight to the money, yeah)