Lyrics:
I haven't much changed
My plan is the same
Can't seem to contain
The anxiety inside of me
It's fighting me
I'm trying be
Smooth as the shoes used
By
on
Congratulate
But nothing never stops
Too much at steak
Like Ricardos is what's on my plate
This is a date
Me and success got a personal
Relationship
I'll leave
Let me introduce you, to Juno James Jackson
And how he begins his day
He pops another pill, and heads out the door
You know this man’s got bills
than I
But can't pay the bills for the tax is too high
Somebody tells you it could be much worse
But the ruling elite is both sly and perverse
The papers
undo
Imma have to hit reset in a minute
God said I’m too good at the game of life
It looks like rap's Jesus Christ is risen
The game would lose a legend
See my view, I can’t really see you in my shoes
Much to lose, 10 years in I ain’t hitting snooze
This the gully blues
Still the boss like Shareefa with me
Getting by like Felicia with me
Damn right I got a diva with me
I'm living life like a cinema
Go for the bills like
take my bills and digits by the triple
You look a little lost so let me lay it simple (lay it simple)
I'm stuck with a lazy eye lid but I see it as more
Bill collectors ringing, and I would tell'em their calls had dropped
No market for this music, I was told to pop,
by people who would tell me, Keep
too quick to say never mind
I'll never trip on shorty she was never mine
I let shit slide but now I'd much rather let it die
This shit couldn't have
paying the bills
And it's amazing still to watch my dreams come real
No matter whatever happens keep moving don't standstill
Just trying to get where I
your life
Where did you find the gun?
By an accident you find yourself
From the slammer with too much friends
You shot an officer, you shot him
the
Food off the scales (Hurry up man)
Normally I do it by eyelids
But the cats wan' complain 'bout sizes
(Always moanin') and my driver's moanin' too
Cah he
On the face of the plain hollow soul you hide
The pile of skin and bone
Giving me a ride
Like a train derailed
Lighting up the night
Ain't too much life
Left
Shit
I should send you my hollow tips 'cause they rip through organs
Keyboards pianos it's T. Soprano
it's too much heat to handle
It's Culture - 6
shit alone, 'cause alone is way too much
And they say, "What the fuck is on? Who the fuck is in? (Who)
Where the hell you at? Where the hell you
the game, could lose or gain
A couple pounds trying to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, when you around niggas, check 'em out
Some is bout it,
I got so much trouble on my mind
Refuse to lose
But sometimes the flesh get's weak
And I regret the decision I choose
But I'm not trying to sing
too much to lose
I'm pissed that I can't glide (pissed)
Nuttin' but love for my Farm guys (OFB)
Dingers and heat
Anything the drillers dem need man
shorts (Yes)
She just wanna take D up in her belly (cll up in her—, all up in her)
We up on the board by many (Too much points)
Opp blocks, it was mask
the bridge
This is how I feel
And if you got too much, then you really shouldn't show it
And never ever make a decision with your emotions
I stay focused,
faithfully
Begging me to come back
It's already too late for me
I'm just trying to get back home safely
Count so much bread
We gon' start up a bakery
Y'all
more money appear
Thinking about paper too much
Origami with the bills that I touch
But I crave for more like a hunch
Crutch from inheritance coming in
and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by
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