2006 (feat. Jay Jody)

Ice cold when I'm staring right into the face of my adversity

Don't let my problems get the best of me

I graduated of my top of the class straight out the ghetto university

We ain't rapping on the same pedigree

They listen to my old shit for caveats and biting my flows

Barely scratching on a surface that I already wrote

I put the message in the verse, cause I'm just giving them hope

Put out the album just so they can get some instagram quotes

Not even close to the shit I used to kick when i was coming up

These rappers need to get their pen a little sharpened up

My city know me as the nigga with the Midas touch

I turned the hand that I was dealt into a royal flush