I made my bed so I'ma lay in it slow

Don't try my best, I do this shit from my soul

Finally got some weight up

Working for a pay stub

Don't really care, can act surprised when that day comes

Don't wanna grind but life ain't waiting for no man

Breaking the mold

Snugly fitted on the face of the gold

Zeus raising the totes

Holding globes for faking the role

Faded the goal line

Butane and rooks hanging with roses

By pays and boat

Coached by Ray Rhodes making it known

Grandmaster players

Flip Santana on taking your home

Sides up

They not even stitch right, lettering off

Fuck selling the dangerous foreign

Place get your space and expose

Foundation of clones

Genetically obeying the slope

Down the road of payment

This forward motion

Taking a toll

Quid pro quo

Twenty spaceships

Awake for the training

With one foot amputated

Walking over my highs

Still keeping balance when it cranking

Long as it work

Don't need no snakeskin on the harness

Mother nature's acquaintance

Been manually making the plane shift

Three clutch ZR1s against some downgraded kits

Unlock potential

Ain't never been in a gray since

I made my bed so I'ma lay in it slow

Don't try my best, I do this shit from my soul

Finally got some weight up

Working for a pay stub

Don't really care, can act surprised when that day comes

Don't wanna grind but life ain't waiting for no man

I made my bed so I'ma lay in it slow

Don't try my best, I do this shit from my soul

Feeling blessed just to wake up

Stressed but I'm great 'cause

I don't really care

I work in silence 'til that day comes

Don't wanna grind but life ain't waiting for no man