Letras
I don't wanna work with you niggas, i am just not feeling you
Only work with the day ones, it is pivotal
Words finna come from the soul but the genre not digital
Is the environment livable? is your entitlement visible?
Is it a visual? something that i can look into
Walk with that shame cause you think that they don't wanna look at you, that anxiety typical
Is the love unconditional? even when i do not do the bare minimum
Minutes go by and i'm trippin too
Thinking that i got the time, but i know that that is isn't true
My parents told me they wan me go back to school
Back to square one, in my room where i'm passing through
Something go wrong and im cackling
Won't take it serious that's what i'm bout to do
Me and the breesh it be very attached
Back to square one, where we was on the map
Finding a way to get out of the trap
I was new to the job, ain't know how to react
Gotta pick up the pace, i am already last
What would i do if it wasn't for rap?
Find a new skill so the levels would match
But i always go back, sorry i cannot cap
And my mind would be closed, not be open to jack
No i am not finna hop on your track
Telling rickaya bout how they down bad
And she cannot do nothing but sit there and laugh
Me and the breesh it be very attached
Back to square one, where we was on the map
Finding a way to get out of the trap
I was new to the job, ain't know how to react
See me rolling, that uber motion
Ima find a way, im going new york
pushing through that camry, that motor sport
North to baltimore, thurgood marshall airport
I followed it, the vision though
I can feel it, it's right around me just like a corner store
What belongs to yours? taking it, fake till we making it
Coochie don't run it my veins, if this life gon get hard then we shaking shit
Everything that we attract we obtaining it, Getting it
I feel like Moneymarr how i be mixing it
African man, know my genes got me getting big