A short freestyle rap, I thought I could post it. It sounds pretty out of hand, I would like feedback though

If you offer me all the money that I can have,
I would never even think of trading it for my real 'fam'
My friends, the ones who actually been here to understand,
The struggles that would come to me purposely outta' hand. . .
Stuff get outta' control. . . And hatin' n*ggas want to afford a better role
But everybody has to work for it. . . Even if they have to pour their living soul