Parks

I moved off loyalty.

I thought it was an honor to have Jay Prince, the old man, be my manager.

Y'all told me I didn't need a lawyer because all they do is fuck people over.

Well, it looks like to me, y'all are worse than lawyers.

I'm asking as a man, can somebody please buy me out of this situation before I crash out and do something that'll give me a life sentence because the way I'm going out is guaranteed I'm not going to die in the process.

I'm not trying to be a bully, but this contract is one-sided as fuck and I posted it all.

Let me out or I'm going to spend my entire life to bring y'all down.

For all the mob-tied street guys that got love for me and that I got love for, I hope this don't come between us, but finding out I don't own my masters, I agreed to a partnership.

Y'all got me good.

Posting Atlantic contract next.

Hashtag fuck the labels.

And this is where I stop joking because any artist gets sympathizable.

For sure.

Finding yourself in this situation.

Hell yeah.

I get it in the 90s.

When niggas got credibility and they signing you to these management companies, you're trusting that.

So you know already that you... That was crazy.

That was.

You know that you... Just don't say orally.