Sorry I can’t let you close People who said they loved me hurt me the most I’m still scarred from being broke Put my focus on some money fuck being broke Made it through my worst nights man it was hard to cope Found my way through the smoke This time I know how to move I was made for this I call my shot like babe Ruth It’s get rich or die trying feelin bullet proof Made it from the bottom basement To the roof City love me like how the love tray the truth Like Bishop they be like he got the juice
