New Oditty

I ain’t got time Give me some space man About to clock out Head back home and knock out Just keeping it real I ain’t got too much to talk about Still dealing with the same old same old Bringing heat because the streets leave the game cold Truth be told it ain’t all about the commas though A brother like me trying to start his own Ohana So I’m out here Ain’t no doubt clear? I’ll be downstairs Ain’t no voucher for the sloucher Mama said listen boy posture is a must Sit up straight or nobody is going to trust what you say I stand tall with my chest out knowing That my word is my bond No regrets now man I got my Mind stirred up All up in my head Somebody send a word up I’ve been focused on this bread give me Give me space Give me time I’m trying to live I’ve been focused on the grind Mind stirred up All up in my head Somebody send a word up I’ve been focused on this bread give me Give me space Give me time I’m trying to live I’ve been focused on the grind Hey Give me space Give me time I’ve been focused on the grind Homies saying they aint seen me in a while Truth be told I’m trying to turn 100 to a thou Out here living on my own I got bills to pay You saying I’m acting too grown Because you’re still the same In your mamas house Popping all them bottles out Just so you can flex on your ex What you talking about? Man it’s time to make a plan And get a job and save a grand Then cop a whip and save again So you can move in with a friend All this time on your hands But you ain’t making progress my man Taking up space No time for your ass Thinking about you hating got my Mind stirred up All up in my head Somebody send a word up I’ve been focused on this bread give me Give me space Give me time I’m trying to live I’ve been focused on the grind Mind stirred up All up in my head Somebody send a word up I’ve been focused on this bread give me Give me space Give me time I’m trying to live I’ve been focused on the grind I got Too many thoughts for my own good Like way too many thots from my old hood I moved up still thinking about my next move Stressing over my progression like a chess move Say a prayer for your boy Send a word up Furthest thing from perfect Keep it real homie Word up Furthering my purpose Wrote a quote from Sunday service Something told me that the sermon Was a meal that I should serve up He said don’t ever get tired of good things Even if you work yourself to the bone Because you get out What you put in in exchange Thinking about the seeds that I have sown Got my Mind stirred up All up in my head Somebody send a word up I’ve been focused on this bread give me Give me space Give me time I’m trying to live I’ve been focused on the grind Mind stirred up All up in my head Somebody send a word up I’ve been focused on this bread give me Give me space Give me time I’m trying to live I’ve been focused on the grind