Be about it

Let this sink in for a second

Don’t play about the come up

Being all salty

Look, you mad because I was tired of the excuses

If you talked about it & had the momma cosign for it

Then be about it

Came here with Nothin & I mean nothin

& left here with somethin

Plus a fuckin attitude

I gave when I had nothin

& still kept givin

You played the facade like it was real & got shuffled

I am savage & always have been

You got lucky & mad

Again, it was clear from the start what it was

Talkin ya mess & that got you sent

No matter what position I’m in…. I will always come up

Bein all Salty… for what?

I’m happy for you but NEVER forget God knows what I did

So stop spoutin mistruths & be about what you should have been about for 6 or 7 years before me

Too little too late

& material shit never phases me

Your immaturity is shining

Like a beacon through a dark sea

Money & cars can be lost

Ride that shit til the wheels fall off

I elevated you, you didn’t elevate me

I want nothing but the best for you

Be very careful how you treat blessings

sugar & salt look the same

Indifference is my peace

Karma is a bitch!

Best believe…