I went to therapy, I'm done with the seasonal lows
Homie said that im addicted to being alone
I respect what he sharing but I don't hear it knowing
I'm the realest nigga I know
You ever been in the crib gently sipping a Henny and Coke
Blanket on the couch, it's just you and your favorite show
You been waiting all week
Saving this day to cheat on your diet
And lay up clean in your covers enjoying the peace and quiet
It's giving healed black man
I'm enough. Ain't doin no song n tap dance
Me and my cpa goin over my tax plan
He told I should put all the phony love in the trash can
It's either an asset or liability
Auditing your circle is crucial to your utility
I gota keep some shit at a distance
Because it's killin me when it's in my vicinity
You either growin with me
Or fading into rigidity
The skies no limit
I'm offline. I don't buy no gimics
I'm in the class where I mind my business
Every line I've written
I'm in a bag
That's designed by
Christian dior
Keep on hittin
The form keep on swishing
The song keep on spinning
The hate real
When you keep on winning
Pay bills, make deals
Outta liors interest
Eyes peeled
I don't need your vision
The lies keep on missing
The kid
Used to write about it now I really been living the shit
Feel like iron mike, how a nigga been giving em hits
Cooking in the studio
I basically live in this bitch
Had to bounce solo
Cus I never been in the mix
Nothing really changed
Same hustle, just less risk
White collar loop holes, nothing but hittin a lick
Notice how I'm serving unexpected, and give em the slip
Only celebrating with the niggas
I'm gettin it with
We on the each one teach one
My people gon ball until each one D1
Never see the squad in cancun
I'll be in tulum
With the chip at the end of the season
It's different when you know what you worth
You posted alert
Focused when they goin bezerk
We goin to work
Clean like we goin to church
Ya boy preach when they open the verse
Let me do my thang
Every day I change
Never say the same
So let me do my thang
