Cruising in the whip
Ridin real slow
Another ounce to flip
On the down low
Smokin' my last cigarette
Ashin' all of my regrets
And put a model in my casket please
I want my death to be beautiful
I'm prayin' on my hands and knees
I want my life to be meaningful
Writing on the wall
Chose my own fate
Found my new home
Somewhere far away
Threw the dice, and watched them roll
Face my vices on my own
And put a model in my casket please
I want my death to be beautiful
I'm prayin' on my hands and knees
I want my life to be meaningful
Is this the best that we can do?
Heard the end is coming soon, I'm counting blessings in my room with the doors locked
Running into road blocks
The clubs closed, the tour stopped
The front rows a ghost town
Getting over my old sound
Takin tracks down, swimmin' upstream to get enough streams
I get upset then I'm back down
Reminiscin' bout past decisions came too far to look back now
Lookin' in my reflection, like where the fuck are you at now?
You supposed to be worldwide wit a packed crowd but you backed out
Blacked out with that dumb look on yo face thinking you hot shit
You been at it way too long to not be making no progress
When your faith low, trust the process
You a small step from that goldmine
I been ready so I don't gotta go get ready when it's go time
