Hibachi

Bitch Fuck what you talking about I am not running from shit I'm running it up And you just be running your mouth Nothings for free Free some dollars out your wallet And maybe next one on the house I've yet to get rich But that never stopped me from working And planning shit out What the fuck is you bout? See niggas who pay rate determines they work And they never gone know what I'm bout Cuz I'm not gone do it if I'm not gone do it my best Think that's stupid? You wasting my time Make love to the grind Know that that money coming Every time that I blow out her spine Sometimes it get stressful I love on my Queen Roll a jay plot a play an I take me some time Times I needed people Helped me see them people Now I peep where you at and that's fine Im always on time He say we beefing And I think he reaching he can't hit my line I don't know you niggas I don't owe you niggas Need some game better check my timeline People entitled and I find it vital That you don't get love and business intertwined Not yo people but the feelings Wayne said its no ceilings Drain high as the ceiling They look at us as if we villains Nah I don't have a reflection Okay that's cap Sometimes I be flexing I sit in my lab in this pad Im reflecting How Im moving forward and plotting progression Bitch Fuck what you talking about I am not running from shit I'm running it up And you just be running your mouth Nothings for free Free some dollars out your wallet And maybe next one on the house I've yet to get rich But that never stopped me from working And planning shit out What the fuck is you bout? See niggas they wanna be saved I don't have a cape But I got some tools and I got these grapes Best believe they seeded Nothing like the weed is All the weaklings weeded Put em where they needed Not gone work then beat it My goals need exceeding Gotta work on breathing Know it calm my being Stacking books on books on books on books Like Diane Keaton They like is he breathing? Really Im just freeing Hate you wanna be him You don't see what you want then you better be him I got soldiers you never see em I don't boast about it but she in my DMs I don't post about it but I really be him I bought my own press Don't you press my line I can't handle yo mess I'm gone work on mine Then I holla back at you When shit is fine I'm just saying Need to run 100 bands Double that up Then double that again Best part of it all Im gone do it with kin Rest in peace to my dawg Imma do this for Ken Love to my dawg He just got out the pen Told me boy don't you quit You stay sharp with that pen And I held my word Imma dart with this pen Writing the feelings that's living within Im writing my wrongs And I'm selling my sins When you learn a lesson You turn L to win I been off my square But never again Make a million with your friends Pay all billing for a Benz Tell me where yo ceiling ends Protect yo people don't pretend I can't fake for no spins Prep your mind for the dim I'm coming live from the den