Demanding standing single-handed you want to try to push up on it but I start surprising myself every time I'm talking about the frontline you talking about time I'm thinking about this Doh This money waits on nobody bro I'm go getting never sittin independent relentless son of a bitch that u won't wanna visit
Cuz I'm bout business
A preacher can preach again and again but my mother fuckin dad raised a god dam man
But no ones perfect so we do everything we possibly can I'm gettin paper through supply and demand
Stretching rubber bands at the murcy of gods hands
Some times I don't think ill ever fuckin understand
I'm stubborn frustrated inpatient fuck waitin
Lies and statements are based on hattin
But me there ain't no faddin even if you change the station, you ain't gona stop my paper chasin or my nuts still hanging
All these situations I'm facing got eyes behind there head , that just tells me theres back stabbing goin on around here, even some grown man can't handle there beer alcohol poising my boy past last year
Blind story's liers and deceivers night crawlers brutal creatures undergrad but over achiever
Never feel like I'm in the right place
Maybe cuz I caught a case , thinking of suicide rather than the consequences I got to face.
How far do thoughts differ from actions from lust to passion just give me my rashon but too much on my plate leaves me with no satisfaction
I hear its not what I do but how I do it I got drive for the gold but to have expectations that high it's evil to pursue it .