What a year it's been, a lot of ups and downs Keep fallin' off the wagon, but never hit the ground Or should I say the bottom? That's a place I'll never go Was drinkin' hella heavy, had no self-control Started doubtin' myself, had no motivation Liquor and depression is a bad combination Ain't doin' enough, just doin' the most Tasted some success, then I put that shit in coast Never comin' around, my ass was always ghost Not realizin' I hurt the ones I loved the most Refuse to fuck this up when our dream is too close Had to grow up and put my pride behind Got out of my funk, and now I feel alive Writin' verses with a smile while my daughter's by my side, like Look mama, I made that Look mama, I made that The boy is a star, soon enough you can say that The boy came too far for me to just pick up and lay back Since way, way, way back, I been on playback And P be blendin' shit like Beethoven and Ajax Since Ye met A-Trak, Rozay got his first Maybach Been told that I been chasin' a dream, even with paychecks Even if my rent's paid for, even if I pay state tax Even if it took me all across the world and way, way back Grandpa call it chasin' a dream and I can't take that Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah Yeah, yeah (When you needed my mind, but my pride took over) Check it, yo, check it With 48 percent, tryna make tragedy turn triumph But everybody tryna make family turn client How many shares you own on my dreams? Enough money can make any gathering turn riot Weekends full of distant daps and head nods Acknowledgin' niggas who really just binge awe Pshh, who, me? Nigga, I been calm I just sense when a nigga think I'ma be his pawn Yo, I heard a lot of bullshit within this last year All chirp, that shit's for the birds If you ask here it's been a fast year, I hear they only get faster With more chatter, yo, but that shit don't matter, wassup? How far across you wanna go to go up faster? Is hard work worth it, or gettin' it all that matters? Yo, it's like the difference between stairs and a ladder I'm for the latter, spellin' don't change so many factors, wassup? You Mr. Me Too's, I'm Mister Miyagi I fathered these niggas, this shit is a hobby No honor in some shit if niggas just copy, false valor-ass niggas You didn't earn them stripes, you David Clarke-ass nigga Fuck you, nigga (Starts fucking up) I was who you depended on And I knew that you ran and called I was too cool to get involved If I was you I'd abandon all of me I mean, honestly, I was down and lone I mean obviously, I was down to roll I just honestly needed time to grow And you needed my mind, but my pride took over