Accomplished
Yeah
Yea
Product of my environment
I got so much entitlement
I had roaches in my cabinet
I'm shining bright like where my shadows went
The same place my distractions went
The same place that my conscious went
Product of my environment
I had lost my whole mind on this
I got so fucking tired
Of not getting the respect
That I deserve from my accomplishments
Yeah
Old friends turn on other friends
Act like they don't love you no more
Bitches coming up and asking can they come to the Studio
But last week at the party, ain't want me to cut my music On
How the fuck is that posed to work
My life ain't pleasure this shit is work
I saw my bro on a shirt
And that shit made me go berserk!
Now I gotta kill like every verse
Tommy bags I did it first! (3!)
Yeah
Yea
Product of my environment
I got so much entitlement
I had roaches in my cabinet
I'm shining bright like where my shadows went?
The same place my distractions went
The same place that my conscious went
Product of my environment
I had lost my whole mind on this
I got so fucking tired
Of not getting the respect
That I deserve from my accomplishments
Yea
Product of my environment
I got so much entitlement
I had roaches in my cabinet
I'm shining bright like where my shadows went
The same place my distractions went
The same place that my conscious went
Product of my environment
I had lost my whole mind on this
I got so fucking tired
Of not getting the respect
That I deserve from my accomplishments
Yeah
Old friends turn on other friends
Act like they don't love you no more
Bitches coming up and asking can they come to the Studio
But last week at the party, ain't want me to cut my music On
How the fuck is that posed to work
My life ain't pleasure this shit is work
I saw my bro on a shirt
And that shit made me go berserk!
Now I gotta kill like every verse
Tommy bags I did it first! (3!)
Yeah
Yea
Product of my environment
I got so much entitlement
I had roaches in my cabinet
I'm shining bright like where my shadows went?
The same place my distractions went
The same place that my conscious went
Product of my environment
I had lost my whole mind on this
I got so fucking tired
Of not getting the respect
That I deserve from my accomplishments
Credits
Writer(s): Devonte Walker
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