Lyrics

You can't stop a man on a mission And I'm a man on a mission Been spin for a minute Used to tell my mama stop doing the dishes Cause the mic was in the kitchen I'm trying to record here, I'm tryna make hits You looking at me like I'm tripping Like Zach, please do your homework Please do your chores first Zach, really, tell me who you kidding Imma get it 'til I got it momma, now I got it momma Imma do this 'til I got it popping, but One of the problems that musicians have in common is When you got it with more money, always equals more problems They'll look different than the last ones Now these bitches acting different than the past ones They treat you like a king when you have some On stage, every girl be tryna grab some I put it out there, without care Express my life and hope that you can relate Travel state to state, lose money along the way But when I see your face, I feel like everything is great Frosted flakes from the gas station I have made it, in a way But sometimes, I retract that last statement I ain't that famous, but I'm past faking it to make it That's a lameous, all you lil niggas lack patience Bitch niggas, they lactatin and mad hating Flow rare like a fat Asian Track's fascinating They gravitating to what I'm saying because I spit that realest, still got bitches with they ass shaking What a combination Got the game on lock The key in my sock and I got the combination I was too nice to these lil niggas, tryna help them out But now I'm real picky with the conversation Man, you're working, work your plan A lot of fans in the stands waving hands A lot of Stans they really don't understand Those letters sit in the box until we can get a chance to Open them up and thank you for what you did And tell you, we appreciate the way that you commit To the life we live and all of the lyrics that we spit When I heard you drove of off that bridge, it made me sick, like damn! Fuck, I don't even know if I wanna do this shit any more It's like, I let all my people down, in pursuit of my dreams And now everybody do is follow me along the way, I'm losing them too But I'm a man on a mission I'm a man on a mission I'm a man on a mission I'm a man on a mission Man on a mission I'm a man on a mission A man on a mission I'm a motherfucking man on a mission Yo Angel on my left shoulder But the devil on my right, all my life Knew what was wrong and right But not everybody do the right thing like Spike My fans all young, they probably don't get that old reference I love bitches, no preference It's kinda weird, I been turning down pussy lately I mean a lot and I don't regret it I'm too focused on this rap shit Then again, I'm always focused on this rap shit Is new music so much better than my last shit? So I hope it does better than my last shit Man I know it will Because I'm killing everything by these veterans Kick it with niggas that I'm better than They name bigger but it's evident If they really thinking that they sick then they hear my shit, it hits them like medicine Reality check, dreams are to reality quick on my shit I ain't scared to fail because everybody fail But the real hard workers always win in the end I bought a trip that's gon' last me a lifetime With the right lines when I write rhymes Music in my blood like water in a pipeline I don't even sleep in a night time Man on a mission I'm a man on a mission I'm a man on a mission Man on a mission I'm a man on a mission I'm a man on a mission Man on a mission I'm a man on a mission I'm a man on a mission Man on a mission I'm a man on a mission I'm a man on a mission
Writer(s): Zachary Beck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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