DUS

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]

I write high art
Always been a try-hard
If I don't get it right the first time, imma work on it
Took a swisher, threw some purp on it
Then grabbed the mic, and put a curse on it
Let 'em get the worst of it
Hate it or love, made it above it
You see the pain in my eyes just from making it struggling
Don't label me to put me in a box, broke all the locks
Enabled me to make it in this spot, who wanna watch
How many brothers fell victim, it's crazy
I can feel your pain at times, living is shady
While we out hustlin' hoping and totin' hazy
To build a foundation for the babies
I put it all on the papers line
You wanna ball gotta make it mine
It's mandatory to put in the time
Missions with reasons gotta get completed
The obsolete deleted, when you at your best, it's hard to beat it
Never retreat it, if you believe it then achieve it, I constantly need it
My firepower keeps me heated
My firepower keeps me heated

[Outro: Tha God Fahim]

I make it, then we all make
I'm tryna make, I'm not trying to fake it
Money, I'm tryna chase it
I'm ill, you mad basic
Respect the technique
Don't reach, it's mad sacred

I make it, then we all make
I'm tryna make, I'm not trying to fake it
Money, I'm tryna chase it
I'm ill, you mad basic
Respect the technique
Don't reach, it's mad sacred