Lyrics
Get the flower by the bank, yeah
He ain't saying shit
Caught up in the same shit
Lost power, less power when I'm anguished
Still remaining, product of the basement
Chasing commas, ain't modest what I'm making
Flip another dollar
'nother day on the pavement
Visit's from my karma do remind me be patient
Wisdom make it harder when I'm
Dealing with the waiting
Visions of my Momma with them
Gardens and them lakes and
Sitting with this trauma I
Be looking for replacement
Burning every part and then
The cookies was adjacent
Blazing, kushy got me braindead
Start to hate it every time my name said
With the great shit, that's how I make shit
With the great shit, that's how I make shit
I remember days, left a bitter taste
When you can't eat, got to get it any way
Money that's the motive when the
Hood can't see my face
They don't know my name
They don't even remain
Anonymous amongst the ominous and
On the mains
Losses in the gains make strong man break
I've seen it all before
I'll see it all again
Pressure couldn't measure all the shit
That it would take
All the weight on your shoulder
Hope you're bold and never shake
What's fate? Now they watching from the gate