Rolling the Dice on Life

Sometimes you gotta pray for a victory. Yeah. I'm overzealous when

I'm thinking about the cash flow. I never had no handouts, just came natural.

I've been tested so much, all these restless nights, all these different

situations that I've been through. I seen pain trying to creep in through the

window, but now I'm sliding through the hood in a Benzo.

You gotta separate yourself just to elevate. I keep some drink in my

cut to see through the hate. Sometimes on the road to glory, you gotta press

the brakes. I got a lesson planned for all my past mistakes.