A Not So Fruitful Wealth

Face to face with hate I taste the sweat

Dripping off those hoping I ace the test

These times got a motherfucker craving death

We line up and construct change for them

If ain't about the money save ya breath

Talking bread my **** will break and bend for real

For real for real

Absent in the face of the late great trend

Tread recklessly through the end

Many men don’t make it through but pretend to

When they come around aye 10 - 1 2

Even when shade thrown they let sun through

Old wise said run shit or get run through

So I got to it, can't blow this like lungs do just to cope with this concrete jungle

Late night be my vice burnt lungs

Black soap can't get rid of this dirt done

Sink this deep you peep that its a dub

Less you aim to be the change that never was but

Yall not wit it

Yall caught up in the complex of image

This not scrimmage

When you put your money where ya mouth is ya talk timid

Im not interested

Im not interested

Too bad im in love with the dollar

This romance not a tough pill to swallow

She promise me peace of mind during these times that we sorrow over if I have then she gotta

Stay present in the face of tomorrow

This ain't ya average case of the blues

If I don’t pass you the spliff we clearly ain't cool

Fuck around with the ancient sounds barely recoup

None fo my **** preach the gang gang we clearly a coup

Im escaping to my roots, yall fearing the news

Loosening screws

Im shifting gears, something that I dare you to do

Yall not wit it

Yall caught up in the complex of image

This not scrimmage

When you put your money where ya mouth is ya talk timid

Im not interested

Im not interested

Im no scholar, just a young man that wanna go farther

Painting portraits of karma

Feeling like a young Dali

Soaking in all the colors of departure

Yall show off often

I stay unbothered like a body in a coffin

Ya squad porcelain

Im too familiar with exhaustion fuck what the cost is riding with a boss bitch

Opposing forces forfeit ain't none of yall up on this, wave

Failed to tap in like a faucet, save ya self from being on the short end of the stick

Its too late

Yall not wit it

Yall caught up in the complex of image

This not scrimmage

When you put your money where ya mouth is ya talk timid

Im not interested

Im not interested