Get Along

Like I said, I get stuck up in my head Becoming an addict it wasn't a life I wanted to live So I had to go Backk in the Attickk and put some demons to rest And now I'm back and I'm ready to put my foot forward that's best So listen I know this trauma we burry deep down inside Sometimes it surfaces to hurt us When it's triggered to rise Like a curse become a slave to the pain behind the mask The only way to break the chains setting free from behind the mask Yeah get a grip and get along It's time to go and Get the Gole Sentimental moments You know I gotta go and hold em close Where we go to hide to protect what's left behind When we're working over the top These days we're working overtime, huh Working overtime, yeah, we're working overtime We're back in the race, time to be kicking it into overdrive Overnight, none of it happens overnight Yeah, gotta be putting the working over the hurting past the nine to five Pen to the pad It's where I take to myself when I'm about to attack On all my thoughts whether it be angry or sad Well, this happiness is new to me, so down and relax Huh You either got it, or you don't Nah, there ain't no in-between You gotta be putting the working past the hurting you will see Yeah, I came from the bottom with no sense in direction I had to find myself all by myself, it's self-intervention Breaking, breaking, breaking bad habits I't's been taking back control Now I'm Back in the Attickk That's where the story is told Let's go, keep it moving, giving everybody deuces Anti-Famouz in the booth, the truth is I be straight up losing it I'm stupid with my use of it, like losing a hallucinogen I'm choosing again, a boots and a pan, I think I might be losing again I may be sick of losing, I'm refusing to be tossed around these hoops I ain't trying to be cool, I am trying to be the truth Stick with me and get some food, I feed all the homies too Trying to be the loose mood that is motivating you Don't you see, we be on the same team I ain't trying to be the dude that you see on magazines Take a minute, take three I be bouncing on the beat Like Halloween, a trick or treat Because my shit is pretty sweet I'm flipping shit up in my sleeve I got a trick you need to see Because the treatment's in the beat I'm undefeated lyrically, I be collecting all the heat It's antifamous on the beat, and if I did it in the booth You know I did it in the street, yeah