I'll tell my momma that her son made it I haven't seen her, so I'll someday it Her prodigal son was a prodigy Praise to the people that think they on top of me Love competition, I love getting vicious I love showing up all of those who had doubted me It's a family tradition to burn all them bridges Big bro looking down, know he proud of me Look, I'm paying my dues 'cause I'm not around And pop I just want your respect I'm never moving in silence, I made a sound And I feel like that's doing it best I had to wait for that weight on my chest to survive And I know that it's all in my head I know I'm too greedy, I act like you need me I promise, on God it's my life or it's death Look, it's word to my dearly departed I know that you had to have 'em But you left me with nothing My prayers go: Pardon, pardon, pardon me When I lost 'em know I lost a part of me I'm tired of doing the most But I could do more, nigga I never choke So pass me a bottle, the bottom has hope I'm just like my momma, we both 'gotta cope If you think that I'm drinking, I probably is I find all my answers in bottoms of fifths I gotta ledger my blessings and sins The way that I'm moving, I need to repent Need to talk to that preacher Just know that I need 'ya To cast all my worries, I'll listen to Peter And a little Anita Niggas ain't worried 'bout me though I gotta go, fill up my glass I got about a hundred on the dash, I'm going fast My nigga, who passing me? Steady, I'm living it lavishly I thought that I want it, I got it I promise, there's honestly nothing to stop it I've seen all the poverty problems I lived I'm probably never gon' see them again It's no competition but I'm trying to win I could do it again, and again, and again I know that my father would tell me to stop I think 'bout my momma, her face I forgot Remember the fighting and changing the locks Remember the nights that I wish I forgot Remember the struggle that they never lived Still winning, so grab me a bottle to pop I'm still drinking till the night's over With each day it gets colder It's every morning hunched over Another day, another hangover And that pain showed up, but I can't slow up I remain knowing that I'm made for 'em I'ma stay growing till I see my name up on the top It's John Michel you 'boutta hear it a lot Listen, I keep dreaming Ain't nothing above it, I keep reaching I'll take it and tuck it beneath me And I know that it's worth it, I keep breathing My momma done told me I need Jesus I hope that he's waiting 'cause we need him I say I'm a saint but but I'm knee deep In some bullshit I pray that he ain't seeing My ways need to change, and this I know for certai It's too hard to self reflect 'cause I'm my favorite person I know the way I act, the way it's all about me But I find excuses for my actions 'round the first and fifteenth Feeling blue as them 'billies, it started in Philly I took it to Daygo, I'm living ideally I shattered the ceilings, I made 'em believe it I promise there's nothing for niggas to teach me Give me the word I'll be doing this shit till the world's end