Til My Last Breath - Bonus Track

It's like the military
 You see soldiers marchin'
 With orders to knock it out the park
 And we all about the shmoney (yeah)
 And it's all about this money (oh, yeah)
 Yeah, y'all know we 'bout to run it
 And you know we 'bout to run it
 Yeah, I g-, yeah, I get it 'cross state lines (state lines)
 King's Disease, going KD, going Trey 5 (Trey 5)
 All net like I'm starting for the Nets (for the Nets)
 Base to base, I might suit up for the Mets (for the Mets)
 YG's, OG's, represent the 'jects (the 'jects)
 I'm applying pressure, I see why she pressed (why she pressed)
 When she with me she GloRilla, FNF (FNF)
 N-A-S, I'm steppin' 'til my last breath (my last breath)
 I'm bigger than algorithms if I'm being direct
 Used to play McGruff, freestyles on cassette
 Patties and cocoa bread, skunk trees from the dread
 While the D's and the Feds watching
 Before New York had Bloods, before L.A. had Suge
 Before the South had Percy Miller or Thug
 I was home reading a book, top speed, probably a blunt
 A can of Sprite, and a chopped cheese, now it's hamachi
 I ain't commercialized, how can they stop me?
 Got two fists up in the air, top of the steps like Rocky
 Tired of picking up clothes, I got a personal shopper
 Got a Grammy, got an Emmy, next a Tony or Oscar, yeah
 Yeah, I g-, yeah, I get it 'cross state lines (state lines)
 King's Disease, going KD, going Trey 5 (Trey 5)
 All net like I'm starting for the Nets (for the Nets)
 Base to base, I might suit up for the Mets (for the Mets)
 YG's, OG's, represent the 'jects (the 'jects)
 I'm applying pressure, I see why she pressed (why she pressed)
 When she with me she for real, FNF (FNF)
 N-A-S, I'm steppin' 'til my last breath (my last breath)
 And we all about the shmoney (shmoney)
 And it's all about this money (yeah)
 Yeah, y'all know we 'bout to run it
 And you know we 'bout to run it
 Ayo, I just landed, Richard on my right hand
 40 on my nightstand, hundred on my left pinky
 Billion of y'all wanna be me, told shorty, "Come and see me
 Bring a friend, 'cause I'm greedy," bought her a bag, double CC
 Political correctness, hecklers are more respected than the one giving the message on stage, it's messed up
 We can't say anything without offending
 So now my mouth is in the jailhouse with cases pending
 First Amendment, you replaced it, rigged it
 Dumbed it down is not an option
 Some of it I understand, take the power from me, that's the bigger plan
 Modify, try to stop it
 I'ma ride, keep hittin' (yeah), keep pitchin'
 I'm colossal, can't stop my survival
 Just landed, AP on my left wrist
 Tell shorty come bless this, had a bad one in Texas
 Unbothered, well rested, bad one at Essence
 We bring it back to the essence
 Got the verse done, 'bout to text Hit (text Hit)
 Yeah, I g-, yeah, I get it 'cross state lines (state lines)
 King's Disease, going KD, going Trey 5 (Trey 5)
 All net like I'm starting for the Nets (for the Nets)
 Base to base, I might suit up for the Mets (for the Mets)
 YG's, OG's, represent the 'jects (the 'jects)
 I'm applying pressure, I see why she pressed (why she pressed)
 When she with me she GloRilla, FNF (FNF)
 N-A-S, I'm steppin' 'til my last breath (my last breath)
 And we all about the shmoney
 And you know we 'bout to run it (yeah)
 And you know we 'bout to run it
 Run it up
 Yeah, yeah
 Hit-Boy, Esco
 Tony Fontana
 Let's go
 What's up?