You gotta think

I make a lot of music about the struggle

I don't mind going through the struggle

This just another one, ya heard me



Say Kevin bruh, man what the f**k I'm hearing?

I will not be disrespected, Nigga or bitch

What's going on out there?



Damn bruh you, you dropped the ball

I know, I know, I know, I know

Man you ain't representing me

Imma shake back

Man in the mirror you way out of order



Go to jail, who gonna look out for your daughter?

All on the news, bout what happened in Florida

Posted on Worldstar, a iPhone recorded



She grabbed my dick, overreacted, I'm sorry

Two or three times, I had already warned her

Edit that part out, I don't Like to argue



My children go with me, to every performance

Wrong you should have respect for yourself



You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself

Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt



You don't have to like me, go love someone else

Father forgive me I f**ked up a blessing



When ever I fall, you the only one to catch me

Let's change the subject, I gave a confession



You put me back in it, I bet I go extra

Wrong you should have respect for yourself



You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself



Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt

You don't have to like me go love someone else

SauceLord Rich way they got me feeling



I don't get tired, I got ten jobs

I am Zuse bumping, Lito when I'm chilling

Imma Breadwinner, that is my religion

Let you know I meant it, I might like her picture

I'm like nigga really?

I'm like Bobby Fisher, eat my competition

I'm ready to die, You gone have to kill me

With you right or wrong, Don't believe in switching

Nasty from the shoulders, watch how I switch positions

Put him in a blender, my heart been December

Put him in a spitter, can't be reassembled

I'm a real nigga, really made mistakes

Never ran away, I am not pretending

High school back when I was at McKinley

I still f**k with Scooby, shout out to lil Brittney

Stay with black guys, niggas always pickin' on a bright nigga

I am really with it

Damn my homeboy, always in his feelings

This ain't bout him, I'm just reminiscing

He was cracking jokes, always being silly

I was doing me, f**k a public image

Passionate, I can be extra sometimes

Brasi turn back into Kevin sometimes

Ain't right in the head, look back up in jail

Lord don't let us get, put back in the cell

Washing clothes in the toilet water (Damn)

Drinking out the faucet, had to use your hands

Gunna on the phone "They got you looking bad"

For a punt return they gone run it back

Deal with it, Kevin stand up in they chest

This the same girl, was pulling out her breast

Got them on the line tryna get a check

Remember who you are, they envy your success

Diamonds in your mouth, all around your neck

Black and Hispanic the worst you could be

I think to myself they must hate Puerto Ricans

Father Moroccan, my mother Boricua

Daddy a Muslim, My mother a Christian

I read from the book, a lot I don't remember

Santeria beads Karma comes along

Now they want me gone, like I'm Farrakhan

Praise you when you up, kick you when you fall

Throw you to the vultures, sniper pick you off

In a court of law brought you to the floor

All my young rappers that can fit with me

Learn from my misfortune, don't get in your feelings

Be an individual, you go to prison

I just took a stand, with my saggin pants

I just tell the truth, like I'm Jesus Christ

Meant to say Jesus

I'm who they don't like

Imma move around I don't like the vibe

God up in heaven, you know that I need you

To the polices just make me invisible

To all my haters just make me invincible

To the police just make me invisible

To all my haters just make me invincible

I just thank you to all my haters you make me invincible