The Last Track Lyrics

I call this the last track

Looking on my social medias, all I see is hate

But y'all keep it on the low, that's why I call you niggas snakes

Bitch switch up all the time, what you 'gon be today

Gotta focus on myself, ain't no time for no Bae

They say only the real prevail, I seen a lot of fake

Why it be the brokest niggas, that be trynna stunt on me

I know your broke and broken, the obsession of who you tryna be

That's why I keep my distance from you niggas, like I'm quarantine

They tryna beat the Don but I already won

Overlapping y'all niggas before we even begun

Posting hustler caption, I see it as distraction

Niggas who criticizes the most, just sit at home just relaxing

Cause life to them is just simply passive, while a week off to me is just way too massive

It be Niggas in my inner circle, that be doubting me

It's hard to plan for your failures, when you be planning to be great

Scrolling though my Instagram feed, watching these fake teens

Claiming that they put in overtime, now they on the grind

Real niggas doing overtime, just be over tired

No time for social gimmicks or post all the time

Really losing sleep, like it happens all the time

Just because you put it all, don't mean it will end up fine

Just because you put your all, don't mean you make it out

They always say your time will come, but sometimes your time is done

I done seen niggas move up, then they plateau

Back to selling weed, busting Gats, out the back door

'Hunnit buns and pistols, covered up in that top drawer

Nigga might say it's cool, but it hurt em to the core

Nigga might say it's cool, but it hurt em to the core

I'm off this shit

I just wanna end this shit on a note that

Everything is not guaranteed you know what I'm saying

Shit I'm not even guaranteed

So that way you gotta keep working

Just gotta keep doing what you do, The best you can do

Know what I'm saying

And this the Mindset of a Don and I'm out nigga

Yhg shit