Waking up in the morning fucked up
Nother day on the way, gotta brace for tough luck
In a rut, I’m stuck a wage slave for bucks,
Shit is looking real ugly’ll never get touched up,
What? Yeah claim that I’m lazy
Gimme more work, ain’t gonna pay me
Crazy, got me charged up AA me
Want a guarantee give a fuck bout a maybe
How can you blame me when I stopped giving fucks,
Profits they be flipping up, but they steady ripping us
Off, all the costs that we got make us never stop
Pushing through the pressure, the lessons getting forever lost
They ain’t care about the half let alone a third of us
When their money jumping, it obvious that they hurdle us
Not to be a pessimist, don’t wanna be alerting ya
Watching them all make a killing making me feel murderous
Really, shit aint complicated
I need to be compensated, I’m seeking some proper payment,
Acting like ya riding with me, then say that we’re not acquainted,
I just want some property but you’re mocking me on the daily,
You’re preaching and propagating, the narrative we’re lacking humility, and ability to empathise, with threats and lies, so fuck that directing time to selfish motherfuckers that won't break a sweat if I die

Motherfucker I said it
Spitting out game, never gimme my credit
Second I see bullshit I dead it
Try to keep it real but I know you won’t get it
Motherfucker I said it
Spitting out game, never gimme my credit
Second I see bullshit I dead it
I’d try to keep it real but I know you won’t get it

Back to the 9 to 5 grind,
Overqualified they still gon try to undermine me
Feel sick the dismissiveness is making me dry heave
Try to elicit bliss but I’m missing it I breathe
And reflect on the depths of what my future might be
If I’m staying in this place any longer I gotta plant my feet
At least and try my best to be stronger, before I end up with regrets
And regress to where I was going, at my lowest before all the flows
And poet motives, bunkered deep into my soul and picked me up and got me rolling, stones are flinging at my home, but they’re bouncing off from the coating that I built up over years where I focused on being noticed for the strength of my character not the power that I’m holding,
Ducking all the lames, now the games unfolding
Got em feeling real tame, still unnoticed
Self doubt silent, I can’t even quote it
Bottle it until you break, that aint being stoic
Tear each other down they don’t even need a motive
Get one life, you don’t get a second go at
Throw it all away, and you never even know it

Motherfucker I said it
Spitting out game, never gimme my credit
Second I see bullshit I dead it
Try to keep it real but I know you won’t get it
Motherfucker I said it
Spitting out game, never gimme my credit
Second I see bullshit I dead it
Try to keep it real but I know you won’t get it