My Self
It's arrived (Aww Yeah)
It's arrived
It's arrived (Aww Yeah)
It's arrived
It's arrived (Aww Yeah)
I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm arrived
It's arrived
It's arrived
It's arrived
It's arrived
I'm, I'm, I'm
Sowing seeds everyday
I come close to fatal sometimes
Stirring these pots for tables
Don't drop the ladle this time
Often we starve
You don't eat some nights
Didn't eat some nights
When you get shots
Just take em'
I know you'll make it each time
Did I miss you
Have I reached you
They have no clue
What you've been through
So you don't have the time
All that you've sacrificed
Thank you all for sleepin' on me (Yeah)
I'm the new shit on top the shelf
Gotta do it by yourself
I'm gonna do it by myself
And I feel no type of way
Gotta do it my way
Turned a genius to slave
You're working the grave a long time
Though the job barely pays
The neighbors'll say you did fine
All that you've got
So you weep some times
Really hate those times
Won't let you stop
You're chained to that grind
Come rain or sunshine
Did I miss you
Blow the whistle
They have no clue
What you go through
Try a new thing, it'll help you
Do the same thing, it gets mental
Thank you all for sleepin' on me (Yeah)
I'm the new shit on top the shelves
Had to do it by yourself
Only put it on ourselves
(Hmmm)
It's arrived
It's arrived (Aww Yeah)
It's arrived
It's arrived (Aww Yeah)
I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm arrived
It's arrived
It's arrived
It's arrived
It's arrived
I'm, I'm, I'm
Sowing seeds everyday
I come close to fatal sometimes
Stirring these pots for tables
Don't drop the ladle this time
Often we starve
You don't eat some nights
Didn't eat some nights
When you get shots
Just take em'
I know you'll make it each time
Did I miss you
Have I reached you
They have no clue
What you've been through
So you don't have the time
All that you've sacrificed
Thank you all for sleepin' on me (Yeah)
I'm the new shit on top the shelf
Gotta do it by yourself
I'm gonna do it by myself
And I feel no type of way
Gotta do it my way
Turned a genius to slave
You're working the grave a long time
Though the job barely pays
The neighbors'll say you did fine
All that you've got
So you weep some times
Really hate those times
Won't let you stop
You're chained to that grind
Come rain or sunshine
Did I miss you
Blow the whistle
They have no clue
What you go through
Try a new thing, it'll help you
Do the same thing, it gets mental
Thank you all for sleepin' on me (Yeah)
I'm the new shit on top the shelves
Had to do it by yourself
Only put it on ourselves
(Hmmm)
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Writer(s): Rudolph Catwell Ii
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