Let Me Live Twisted Insane

[Intro] (This Skit is included on the end of the previous track, No Rest for the Wicked on the Physical Album Version)
Aye, why don't you run up in here and grab us a couple 40s up in this muthafucka real quick
What you got on you?
Oh shit I got, what, 56, 57s
This nigga
Hahaha
Lil broke ass, don't never have no money ass
Hurry up nigga
Gon' get my fade on. Awe, shit, this? I ain't even got my heat in this muthafucka. Ain't this about a bit-*gun shots*
*Sirens*

[Verse 1]
Baby mama in my inbox
If I knew she was gonna hit me on the low, she would've been blocked
If i knew I would've been bopped, if I stayed around and laid up in the town I would've been shot
10 years old, running through the wire, 20 years later now it's me that's on fire
Pockets on flat, filled out apps every single day, but I still was not hired
The life of a broke nigga, run 9-1-1 still a joke nigga
They way my life been going I ain't even knowing if I want to keep it rolling find me hanging by a rope nigga
That's real, in the welfare line with the mama don't mind me
I'm not time for yo drama
Wrote rhymes all kinds, two times like Obama
4-5 right by my side when I'm on a mission
I don't even think you see it get the bigger picture
You can talk about ya flipping while they cooking in the kitchen
I be posted in the bushes with my hand up on the trigga bitch it ain't nobody better I been looking for that nigga hoe
Open bottles in my vehicle, tell her take a sip and see how far that she will go
Trump in office we gone see how long 'til we revoke, I'm just tryna keep it to myself just so I can be afloat
Let me live