What up, we in this bitch
RIP MF Doom, RIP Chadwick Boseman, RIP Kobe and Gianna
RIP John Lewis, RIP Pop Smoke
Let's get it
Dead before I wake up
My doctor's dealing great drugs
I feel like going broke's my only trepidation
But this the life that I'm living
Kill myself every day, in hopes to make a killing
Hands on the clock
Now I'm late
I gotta get the bag
Middle and lower
My class
They say don't mind the gap
Just a reminder
You cannot pay your bills today
But don't get behind em
Or you'll just have some more to pay
Feed the
Machine
Gears
Always
Grinding
People
Are sheep
Shears
Always
Slicing
Wipe the sweat from my eyes
Ain't realize I can't see
I be stressing this life
It feel like we ain't free
Real life it ain't cheap
When I bleed
Even my blood is fucking green
I'll watch this Kingdom fall
So ceilings no longer seem so tall
Level playing field
They call that a steal
Sit the fuck-down
Grinding face into the wheel
Turning water into veal
I guess in life, there's wounds you just can't heal
Dead before I wake up
My doctor's dealing great drugs
I feel like going broke's my only trepidation
But this the life that I'm living
Kill myself every day, in hopes to make a killing
