Track record longer than a shotgun
And when I perform it’s like I shot one

A terrible day in hip hop is a glorious day in heaven
And death is a hell of a publicist
Loving this through the hate
And fame isn’t a motive to help me create
Unpopular artists are the martyrs on stardust
Taking the fast buck losing all the art trust
Loyalty is rare
Royalty is chips
Business first
Fuck relationships
Living to be rich
Making poor decisions
Saying their ill but their showing no symptoms
Not properly diagnosed
Musics universal but this is west coast
Some pave the way
Only to the wave the pay
Behave in a fashion that’s geared
To save the day
Others want your money not your respect,
Cus that doesn’t pay the bills
Better cut the check

Track record longer than a shotgun
And when I perform it’s like I shot
Track record longer than a shotgun
And when I perform it’s like I shot one

Simple minded
No need to rewind it
Seeking for too long and still can’t find it
The light is blinding
Listen to the laughter
Not on the same page
Let alone the chapter
My fans are on sight
Putting in time
Your fans are unemployed
Trolling online
Some want your loot
Before your respect
It doesn’t pay the bills tho
Better cut the check

Track record longer than a shotgun
And when I perform it’s like I shot one

Track record longer than a shotgun
And when I perform it’s like I shot one