what makes u think

What makes you think that I don't want this shit

Crackin' tracks new mic Gettin' used to da spit

Who's dis who's judge

Who missed who's fucked

Gettin' in the swing but still missed the ball

Judge the one you cant miss above all

There's rules to the game better stand when you fall

Short or tall in the end were all small

Fat or thin in the end we all fly

Hard to think when you don't take time to

Find thoughts through the beats that I rhyme to

Bar dealer and its you that I supply to

Hard headed and its me that I'm Fightin'

Looking forward to the springtime

Hopin' all my Bruddas win their battles knowin' that ill win mine

It'll all come in due time

I walk a fine line

Between working hard and hardly working

I see the serpent in the people that you're Flirtin' with

Chirpin' online but ain't really earning shit

You serve the spliff I burn the spliff

I plead the fifth and use my right to silence

Fuck the violence Imma sit back and spectate

Use the words to demonstrate

Got pulled apart tryna serve many fates

I see the path when I rest and I pray

Your time hasn't passed every dog has its day

Make a move hustle even cats get their way

I did it for the love you did it for the pay

What makes you think that i would stay

I'm on my way I'm on my way I'm on my way

What makes you think that i would give up

I'm on my way I'm on my way I'm on my way