DSCO33 & prod. by LO - fumble it

I'm clocked in
I'm clocked in
I'm clocked in for the the currency currently
Can't get no where you just keep wondering
Yo actions gone take you from under it
Gotta stay calm when it's thundering
Some days they be all full of rain
But you can't let that cause you to fumble it
I was so broke
Couldn't fix it with surgery
Bitches on bitches
I thought that a work for me
Losing my focus
And that's what had murdered me
Death is a choice
And I'm next to it
Living a choice
And im next to it
Decisions get made
They won't step to it
They sleeping on me
So I can't let the rest do it
Feel like they won't notice
This life come wit moments
Mistakes gotta own em
I'm really my only opponent
Humility come wit composure
Don't give me yo love
Just be loyal to me
The best all I want you to be
I hope you can see that
I hope you can see that
Bout to hit the road
Don't know when I be back
Keep me some scripts
Just incase that I relapse
Karmas a bitch and she always gone be that
Progression don't wanna go backwards
Keep me a roll like a actor
Brodie Keep clips ain't no actor
Iced out my cross like a pastor
Used to chase hoes
Now I'm driving right past her
Used to chase money
I let it come in
Get it right back
Know Ben Frank gonna spin
I just wanna thank all them people again
That didn't believe like I do in me
No matter the cost you can keep the receipt
Imma keep it a G
It's sco
I'm clocked in for the the currency currently
Can't get no where you just keep wondering
Yo actions gone take you from under it

Written by:
David Scott

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