Hopefully...

Crazy how life works
You can never feel my pain so don’t tell me how the knife hurts
I’ve been doing the books getting paper cuts
10 toes down just to realize what’s up
I tend to show the greatest level of trust
‘Cause what the fuck is music push without the label level funds huh?
Independent? Artist? Right?
Do you think that shit easy? Do you think that shit right?
‘Cause my, Momma she been stressing, never felt alright
And she, always count her blessing, never fell off tithe
My Ma the type of person who would give an offering when she’s suffering
Can’t figure, still buffering
What’s a joker card, when you can’t take a joke
Or what is PayPal to a pal who can’t pay
The stick ain’t Fanta when you don’t do Coke
And the world ain’t real if it don’t do Dope (no)

(Yeah Y’all fake if you don’t do Dope
Haha
Yeah)

I’m, good with the Amazons, KDP, FBA
Then I put my bitches on so niggas got nothing to say
Then I put my niggas on my niggas put their niggas on
That’s the real definition of “I put my city on”
Grind with the hardware, shit is really hard here
You could lose your life in a blink if you don grind fair
And even if you do, niggas take that shit
So when you, get that shit, gotta protect that shit
Really smoking loud, but we stay silent
‘Cause Top Gs don’t make noise, we- hmm
Got a call from from my ex asking if I’m good
Hahahahaha yeah I’m good
Yeah I’m good, I’m also lit
Matter-fact, scratch that, b I’m blessed
Safe to say “forever paid” I bake the funds
I run a bakery and niggas know my money blond (haha)

(White Money
Issa dollar dollar bill ya ha ha
Uh)

Hopefully I stay consistent, hopefully I never change
Hopefully I make it to the top and forever reign
Hopefully I make a fool proof to ‘em fools
Who’ve been trying to prove me wrong ever since my first song
Hopefully I recall “hopefully…” if hope flees
If we’re making love in the crib, don’t choke me
Nah seriously, I hate that shit
So if your hand is on my neck, I’ll probably break that wrist
Niggas tried to break me with the sham and debate
Niggas tried to break me with fake love and hate
Ha! I ain’t pay no mind
I barely got promo money, put my back in my grind
Hopefully I make it big ‘cause I gotta make it
And I know you recognize when you stand adjacent
The love is real, the hate is real, there’s never been
A nigga claiming not to be a nigga here in nigga fields

A society grows great when old men plant trees
The shade of which they know they will never sit in
Good people do things for other people
That’s it, the end

There will be part two; uBuNTu 2!