Outro

I was getting down Hanging low for The cream Had to make A couple Moves To get it back In like Week We Was down To Stretching Pennies A couple Times I didn't Eat A couple Times I gave Love Now that bitch For cheap What's the deal Whats your will How you built Know you niggas Looking Shaky When its time To get real Had to go And put in work In tryna launch up My career Look for some to Lunch to eat It bought the vultures Here Good head Where the love At Good love Where head At Head start Never had That Top mission Was get back All the things That i held back All the shit that gave out I was under When you was you down now But always try to help Now you up How it pan out? You was stand up Now you stand out Moving idle Limits burn Like forest fires Moments Where i felt Expired Stumped Out Hell tired Needed you For the rewire But you won't There Like spare time Your loyalty Seemed very tired I like your folk Tales tell me lies Not in your category Trading like The dice on me Numbers they Run from Me Russian Rulet Im on it Selfish Like Fat Hungry Up On the Clock Im Working Manager Hating money Long hours Little money But i gotta move Past that See A nigga goals Bigger than You see Sometimes you Go and Pluck seed Under shade Where the sun It don't peak Everything you harvest Don't reap Gotta get it for Yourself To be At ease What a common Thread You common Threat When it comes To heads When it flip Tails you don't Never bend Or try comprehend You just condescend I just try and sit Gone and kick the can Think of do's and don't's And think of what i can What's the master the plan? Come on dr strange Do we got a chance Tell me what to change Try to re arrange When i think its Close Its time try again I was on them palets Carpet real thin Built my thick skin Working night shift Got them J's in 16 seen them bills In Couple overtimes Got it fixin With a couple nights Stomach missin Now its big moves Feel my hand itchin Flatten wings Thought it overdue When it hear it sing I feel overdone Never had a clue I was stuck to it Like gum on shoes To the pavement Who you steppin too Wanna blow my high Cause you grounded fool Y'all really nothing but some Chores to do And these be nothing but dog Food What it do