Progress

Snakes in the grass, steady lurking
Moved by the pen, staying cursive
Trying to a kill a man with a purpose
Bite a neck off while it's perching, man that's a serpent
They ask me, why you stay so lonely?
These mu-fuckers keeping eyes all on me
I chequed out, they begging for them pesos homie
They don't want see you climb up homie
They just wana see you fall (fall)
Yeah, kill ya dream, get a job (job)
Yeah, tough luck, bitch what (what)
They ain't really trying to showing love
They just want the damn plug, what the fuck
I guess it's the rules of the game
Handle the fools that you play
No clue when Trak come your way
They just try ripen they faith
Knowing they about to go stale
I'm getting disrespectful, yeah sure enough
About time ya'll understand what a pro does
I invest in my craft, ya'll go fund
I'm just spitting the truth, ya'll no fun

Fuck it, I'm beyond it, used to be a man with a conscious
Hard to eat unless you a monster
Think I've gone lost it
Ya'll neglecting the process
Sick of you scheming in office

Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Fuck if you blocking my progress
Scheming in office
Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Fuck if you
Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Scheming in office
Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Fuck if you

Fuck you, if you really tried
Do these rappers just flop or do they really die
Do they really have fans or is it in they mind?
Do they just want clout, or they trying to ride?
Everybody bragging 'bout cash these days
Okay so yeah, why yo cheese so late
Yeah, guess I'm cool when no food on bay
Soon as I'm grubbing it's yo "s'il vous plait"
Where my slice at, it be like that
Whole scene been asking where the mic at
You was fucking with me right before my price racked
Wana take what you got, and put you right back
Yeah, that's a nice snack
I ain't doing nobody favors
I ain't doing nothing for you haters
I ain't doing nothing less it's paper
I'm a do shit 'till it's major
I'm a keep working 'till you play it
They just want to see you lay low, yeah
Don't try, keep ya pace slow, yeah
Can't move if you don't know, yeah
Stay put, that's enough goals, yeah

Fuck it, I'm beyond it, used to be a man with a conscious
Hard to eat unless you a monster
Think I've gone lost it
Ya'll neglecting the process
Sick of you scheming in office

Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Fuck if you blocking my progress
Scheming in office
Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Fuck if you
Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Scheming in office
Blocking my progress
Blocking my progress
Fuck if you



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Thomas
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