[Verse 1]
Make way for the new comer 
I'm what this shit needs my nigga exclude plumbers
I invented the deal doing a few numbers
Kill June through August make it a cruel summer
The foundation my audio's diary
I got drive nigga can't you hear the tightest grip
Why be them when there's apparent I admire me
Real talking droppin' new tape for the entire week
Motherfucker that's work ethic 
Motherfuckers ain't fucking with my worse efforts
It's game time all I know is outplay 'em
But I don't mention money 'cause that goes without 
saying
Multitask count money past indoor
I swear we the shit somebody crack a window
Somebody tell these niggas what they in for
I'm really real what the fuck would I pretend for
[Hook]
My hands to the sky my feet on the pavement
When I asked the Lord why I swear it's like he never 
say shit
But once I give you more time that's when it all makes 
sense
So I vowed to never lose faith 'cause there ain't a 
problem that He can't fix
[Verse 2]
Money and respect is what I'm out to get
Alot of niggas claiming summer but I doubt this shit
Been in a lab experiment young alchemist
The outcome is the tape sounded quite albumish
My mind's clear the pope and his blown
By displaying work ethic devotion is shown
Around this time nigga she I hope you be on
And don't compare me to these niggas that's locally 
known
I witnessed the effect that my music have
And ever since that very moment my focus has grown
Hard work and had that money coming in
A nigga hates to lose more than I let her win
Oh you running shit, come again
You should quit running your mouth bitch and run it 
then
In the process of doing it don't overdo it
What's the purpose of a dream if you don't go pursue it
[Hook]
My hands to the sky my feet on the pavement
When I asked the Lord why I swear it's like he never 
say shit
But once I give you more time that's when it all makes 
sense
So I vowed to never lose faith 'cause there ain't a 
problem that He can't fix
[Verse 3] 
My future's bright 'cause my past was darker
I'm cherising this life and all it has to offer
Another writer who excel in the class of authors
And that wall shit I had to give up my back up offer
But believe it with my back against the wall
I'm still creating up music you can actually applaud
Niggas be wanting features but that has to be a cause
In acces hurt in my shit so it don't have to see a blog
The blessings coming at a fast pace
I trust the goddess and the Lord to never lack faith
Going hard 'til it's nothing in my casket
Overly dedicated till I've surpassed great
And the same is famous in the diction
And for some I need to fix it hard to stop like bad 
break
I'm getting high on life, minus the kush blunts to 
occupy my ashtray
[Hook]
My hands to the sky my feet on the pavement
When I asked the Lord why I swear it's like he never 
say shit
But once I give you more time that's when it all makes 
sense
So I vowed to never lose faith 'cause there ain't a 
problem that He can't fix