I rep the Kingdom

What you know about working 12 hour days, then get home to be greeted by the roaches?

Working so hard to put gas in the car, just to get your bank account frozen

500 Miles from acting like a child, so your smile stopped holding your emotions

Momma called tired of my groaning

Momma called pop an ibuprofen

99 Problems dividing your attention but could never put a finger on the quotient

Can’t call for help without looking like a victim, affliction breaking down your devotion

Prosperity look attractive, money in the basket, hope to see motion

Momma called tired of my groaning

Momma called pop an ibuprofen

Milk and honey I been sipping it curdled

Against the grain in the desert eternal

6 Years I been walking in circles

And planting seeds in a land that ain’t fertile

Sun beating on my skin

Drying up my pen

Shining on my sins

Hunger in my soul, fire on my lips

Better watch your tone talking to a prince

But, God, it’s worth it

How could I live if I ditch my purpose?

Whole kingdom with me, we been divergent

Talked to the king, he said “be my servant”

He said, “brother, why you talk ‘bout the serpent?”

Ruler of the world? We been usurped it

Get that fools name out yo mouth, brother

Go will smith on a insurgent

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

I’m an industry plant

Pops planted a seed, I popped outta the sand

Poverty stricken, but rich in the spirit

Legacy doubled we do it again

My father taught me not to play the defense

And I’m doing right if they taking offense

Screw all the nepotists

Make them irrelevant

Get paranoia whenever I vent

They scared of all my thoughts and opinions

I swear I scared my own pops with my deviance

I swear I never felt right ‘bout obedience

I see the cynics as full-time comedians

I didn’t see what you said in the media

Circle is sharp, I don’t wrestle anemia

Broken leaders, got tired of pleasing ‘em

Revolutionaries, critics is feeding em’

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

Tired and hungry

All of my brothers

Tired and hungry

All of the mothers

Tired and hungry

Woke out my slumber

Tired and hungry, uh

Whatchu know about wearing mask?

And anxiety bringing up your past?

Believing that you’re a visionary but that vision rarely ever come to pass?

Exasperated ‘cause you full of crap

But ruthless towards the evil you attract

Insecure ‘cause you couldn’t keep that stupid plank in your eye under wraps

Then the inner critic come to visit, says your full of pride and you should humble that

And pride come before the fall, so maybe after all, you just goin’ double back

But as long as you ride for the kingdom, you stay preserved and stay tryna run it back

To be a maverick