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(álbum: Funhouse Mirror - 2019)


I only come out when it's time to pay
The grinder's wage, the cost of every line I say
Appreciates with time it's like a stock or a bond I save
And if words were dollars I'd be rich but they ain't
And if thought or scholarship was dope I'd be dank
If the smoke was the pain that I feel from all the hopelessness, shame
From the wokeness I gained you could
Roll me up and toke me away, shit I
Just been tryna find a groove with it
In my slippers on the stoop sitting
New chick got me stiffer than a new fitted
Told her you an escape for me and she was cool with it
And I don't wanna need need need my vices, I just wanna free my mind
But if I'm gon' believe my life is mine, baby I'm gon' have to redefine

My momma told me one thing about you baby
Is that you always show up, when it's time
But I been takin Ls all month
I been win-free I'm feeling like Oprah, I'm on my grind though
And if I fuck it up, fuck it. If I fuck it up, fuck it
'Cause when it's time to show up I'mma show up
Sho' 'nough baby matter of time, matter of time

And if I fuck it up fuck it, at least I wasn't a puppet
I'm warring with the money like Buffet
I don't wanna need or want it I ain't budging for your budget
That's a luxury of luck it's a lot of folks out here starving
I pour my OJ in a glass I said mom
What if I do my best and it don't last I said mom
What if I'm to crass or too passive or blasphemous
Or if I get too nervous to act, she said yo hold on
You forever been different
When you ain't in the room baby the elephants missing
When it's your time to go you in your element, they forever been
Telling Craft to leave but somehow every diss miss him
You got that type of strength that
Look like weakness to the untrained eye
But you gon' be above these feelin's baby one day I
Know you don't need em when the lights go on
Now man the fuck up and go write your song, one time like

My momma told me one thing about you baby
Is that you always show up, when it's time
But I been taking Ls all month
I been win-free I'm feeling like Oprah, I'm on my grind though
And if I fuck it up, fuck it. If I fuck it up, fuck it
'Cause when it's time to show up I'mma show up
Sho' 'nough baby matter of time, matter of time

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