Mission Impossible

Money coming in slow but I ain't worried bout it As long as my momma is good, I'm gon' continue smiling I'd rather stack up my cash, than be out foreign styling Fuck saving for a Bugatti, i'm trying to get an island Old hoes be trying to chill with me but I ain't stressing bout it Rather chill alone, smoking, bumping some old Gotti 2008, serving (?) me and that big 40 My paranoia a bad one, i'm fucking with nobody Be hard to sleep at night, I swear I'm so sick of the silence But got so used to the gunshots and junkies and sirens Niggas be acting like bitches, and these bitches is childish But you know me, imma be me and not even worry bout it Had many thoughts of giving up on myself like a fool (?) turn me into a man, it got something to prove I'm a savage in these streets when it comes to my food Most niggas living somebody else story, tryna look cool I bet not one of you internet thugs would survive where I growed up You can't be 20 niggas strapped, ten toes down with a foam cup Only real niggas around, ain't no hoes on my roster Talking (?) up on my block, guarantee you get chopped up Nigga, you don't know the feeling of keeping a Glock tucked I had beef on every other street but wasn't running from nada! Got a barrel on my side, hit you in the corner of Gwualla So every day that i'm awake, find a way to make dollars My nigga Rico with the shits, swear he will molliwop ya! Still screaming fuck these pussy ass crooked cops bruh! Miss lunchin' hard with my partners, (?) he got locked up Trying to stop being cold hearted, I just hope that it's possible