Only God can judge me so I'm gone, either love me or leave me alone.

Everybody can tell you how to do it but they never done it

Niggas pray and pray on my downfall, But every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball

I spring train in the winter, around early December...

Treat my first like my last and the last like my first and my thirst is the same as- when I came.

As kids we didn't complain about being poor; we talked about how rich we were going to be and made moves to get the lifestyle we aspired to by any means we could. And as soon as we had a little money, we were eager to show it.

I will not lose, for even in defeat/There's a valuable lesson learned, so it evens up for me