#Fax

Breaking away from the pack (Coming from the bottom and I gotta make it to the top) Making my way from the back (Up in here, think its plenty clear I ain't gonna stop) They hating to see where I'm at (Cuz I have everything that they lack) Breaking away from the pack (Facts) Breaking away from the pack (Coming from the bottom and I gotta take it to the top) Making my way from the back (Up in here, think its plenty clear I ain't gonna stop) They hating to see where I'm at (Cuz I have everything that they lack) Breaking away from the pack (Facts) Once upon a time I was no one Everyone around me thought I wouldn't be shit High school principal told me I should quit Went back to the crib and I took another hit like, fuck school Imma get high and sell drugs Wasn't even thinking what a cell was Uncle and my momma tried to keep me off the block Made me get a job tried to keep me on the clock I ain't listen to em tho cuz I was heavy in the street Steady banging out wit a deadly enemy They wanna see me fall and my head begin to bleed And I heard they made the call but I've yet to get the heat I was slanging wit a forty in the glove box Forty five in my pocket always thinking imma get cream One mindset that was fuck cops And I was a junkie by the time I was sixteen Comin up, I won't doin nothing but fuckin up Put in work, wit some cats, I thought that was tough enough Told me they was homies and some certified hustlas But they turned bitch when the police started cuffin us Next time I seen em in the court room Talkin bout the commonwealth's star witnesses Pointing fingers in my face, so that they could catch a break, when the judge started handing out sentences Breaking away from the pack (Coming from the bottom and I gotta make it to the top) Making my way from the back (Up in here, think its plenty clear I ain't gonna stop) They hating to see where I'm at (Cuz I have everything that they lack) Breaking away from the pack (Facts) Breaking away from the pack (Coming from the bottom and I gotta take it to the top) Making my way from the back (Up in here, think its plenty clear I ain't gonna stop) They hating to see where I'm at (Cuz I have everything that they lack) Breaking away from the pack (Facts) Had to go to jail, no bond, no bail Am I gonna make it? Only time will tell Only lookin forward to some pictures in the mail And a little bit of money put some food up in the cell Cops came and tried to shake me down cause my codefendants told em that I tried to get em licked up Told em I was gang bangin, stayed hangin wit Dubs But we never told em we was clicked up So they didn't have no proof and investigators ended up dropping the case Later on Dubs ran up on em in the kitchen block, Kyle Caples got rocked in his face Yep dropped in his place Takin shots till the cops came and stopped the display and they locked him away And the funny part is, Kyle pressed charges, took my dude to court he only got thirty days After 18 months in the city jail waiting Finally got sent to the state pen That's when I met a dude put me on to the game changed my mind frame wit a statement You got some good rhymes and some hard ass punch lines but it ain't enough to have a mean ass flow You got the right shit, but you gotta write hits and remember this, don't have dreams have goals Breaking away from the pack (Coming from the bottom and I gotta make it to the top) Making my way from the back (Up in here, think its plenty clear I ain't gonna stop) They hating to see where I'm at (Cuz I have everything that they lack) Breaking away from the pack (Facts) Breaking away from the pack (Coming from the bottom and I gotta take it to the top) Making my way from the back (Up in here, think its plenty clear I ain't gonna stop) They hating to see where I'm at (Cuz I have everything that they lack) Breaking away from the pack (Facts) Breaking away from the pack Spent fifteen years straight working on the flow Breaking away from the pack Studying the business and I'm certain imma blow Breaking away from the pack My homie bought a Benz, tryna get me one of those And a caddy for the wife with a chromed out nose and a steady kush aroma all up on my clothes Breaking away from the pack (Facts) Making my way from the back (Facts) They hating to see where I'm at (Facts) Breaking away from the pack (Facts)