Comeback Season

I've got people to provide for Promises I've made And goals to meet Straight acapella I run with it Fake love to my face Man I'm done with it My city on straight Mickey D's Cut out all the beef and I'm loving it I been working OT The Lord working on me I'm sorry I haven't been hitting you back on my line But thank you for checking my sanity Hustling back on my grind With the man in the mirror I don't need the vanity Reminiscing on back in the day I was flipping the burgers and opening boxes Checking the stock to put beer onto palettes Pushing the supplements Losing my consciousness Eating up stress And I didn't fear consequence But now I'm just living the dream You feel me? I'm sharing my thoughts But to live with a smile it ain't what it seems To be honest it took me awhile But really the point of it all Is way bigger than me So I keep it a hundred And when all of the pressure Starts weighing me down I'm the one that'll make it a diamond You name I done it They race and I run it So why don't you run it back Only one time for the city Who made me like this