I've got to make it out of here quickly Can't allow the past to restrict me
That this time around they won't skip me I am a last stop
Won't hesitate, not even for a second The hustle has become an obsession
I'm on the front lines with my weapon I am a last stop

First one of my generation, both sides to fail Don't give a damn, I gotta get inside the jail
So I gotta jail, but I have the skills Go ahead with the grills, though I ain't got no lambs
To the store, I'm taking grills Godfather just gave hold of cell phones
Just trying to get them right, but it's all hell wrong

I want each block to excel on with hell strong and sell songs
Many are falling off from who they fell on
I dwell on how to get my region on another level
Too many equals and not enough professionals

Too many average rappers, where they exceptional and incredible
That spit it from the heart that's unforgettable
Bullying's unacceptable, everybody saying that they street ain't credible
I'm in the dollar and the green, plotting in the game

Some profit off the green, others in college and they seen
What this knowledge it could bring, trying to be a part of the scene
At the top of the stream, taking shots for the team
I'm the stars of the movie, not starring looking goofy

Puffing cigars in the jacuzzi, usually large rubies on Tuesdays
As well phone Wednesday, no thirst on Thursday
Everybody else friendly, many enemies don't exist
Pond thrones we sit, swallow packs, got us dropping that

Dope as shit, if you're broken get your focus fit
Losers spit, the last hope wasn't hopeless
Best for last, dope this, grossest
They sick and wet, ah grossest

Cause they know this, Ben Franklin's my closest associate
Modic moments, Otis hits, classics, the world's classic
Fascist, fascinate, with the fastest
Diamond, fastest, diamond, castings

Mixing, Methodist, masters mix
Bastards picked to be laboring savages
Uneven averages, we packing it with packages
And they act as if

I gotta make it, I don't move quickly
Can't allow the past to restrict me
Let this time around, they won't skip me
I am the last hope

Won't hesitate, not even for a second
The hustle has become an obsession
I'm on the front lines with my weapon
I am the last hope

Rest in peace to Charles Foster
Sorry corporate America couldn't sponsor
So I took what the streets had to offer
Stay strong for my aunt and my mother

For my uncles, my nieces, my nephews
Sisters and brothers, many others
Our family cause our blood's the same color
Be our other self, let it help

When the hand dealt, ain't felt
Not enough belts to melt these cold hearts
Peace to life so they won't start
To grow the parts of success

Feeling I'm blessed in stress
But this is more than a mess and a test
My quest deeper, I reign longer
In 40 days and 40 nights, plus it's way stronger

Even loner, the stoners becoming wrongers
When bank loaners say you can't become a homeowner
Wishing you were growner, but just a groaner
But instead of playing games, some did their homework

The work from home, purse is long
I'm a verse in poems, I'm verse in songs
Cause I gotta make it, I don't move quickly
Can't allow the past to restrict me

Bet this time around they won't skip me
I am her last hope
Won't hesitate, not even for a second
The hustle has become an obsession

I'm on the front lines with my weapon
I am her last hope