It's fun as hell to fall and to not get something and then to finally land it. That's like pursuing a girl that said no a hundred times and she finally say yeah.

If time is money/ I'm an hour past paid

When i started flirting with the hustle, failure became my ex, now I'm engaged to the game and married to success.

God can judge me, I don't need a jury. Nothing standing in my way, like nothing's my security.

I am probably in the sky, flying with the fish, or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons. See, my world is different.

Think I'm gettin' sick, I'm feelin' illegal/ And not having money is the root of all evil

Life goes on but the scars remain.