Man of the Hour
Rolling up my doja
Smoke it up in noho
Back to back rotation
Dropping music on the low low
By myself solo, talk about the stars what it takes to be a motherfucking mofo
On the streets
All I do is eat these beats sheesh
I'm a beast, feasting on the fire
Now I'm feeling inspired
All my homies for hire
They just tryna chase a bag
What's the point of living if a life you never had
Lemme take a crack at it, like a crack addict
The shit I'd do for fame I never had it
Never satisfied, work a 9 to 5, accumulate the money for my kids and then I die
Always working harder than I seem
Cut off my attachments I'm just putting back the seams
Deleting all my threads leaving homies on seen
Rock paper scissor, friends ain't nothing to me
See people conceited once they have an ounce of freedom
Then they drinking at a function so then they get to fucking
I'm just buggin hypotheticals, try to stay ethical
Don't kill your liver if you're planning on letting go
Cutting off connections cuz I work on my phonetics
All my teachers giving work when I'm learning all my lessons
State of mind lessens then the plot starts to thicken
Focus on what matters so my wallet getting fatter
Climbing ladders, chasing dollars
I don't even wanna call her cuz my mommas getting farther and the yells are getting louder
Can you tell That I'm a coward? I just have this superpower
Mutating all my words I'm the man of the hour
Smoke it up in noho
Back to back rotation
Dropping music on the low low
By myself solo, talk about the stars what it takes to be a motherfucking mofo
On the streets
All I do is eat these beats sheesh
I'm a beast, feasting on the fire
Now I'm feeling inspired
All my homies for hire
They just tryna chase a bag
What's the point of living if a life you never had
Lemme take a crack at it, like a crack addict
The shit I'd do for fame I never had it
Never satisfied, work a 9 to 5, accumulate the money for my kids and then I die
Always working harder than I seem
Cut off my attachments I'm just putting back the seams
Deleting all my threads leaving homies on seen
Rock paper scissor, friends ain't nothing to me
See people conceited once they have an ounce of freedom
Then they drinking at a function so then they get to fucking
I'm just buggin hypotheticals, try to stay ethical
Don't kill your liver if you're planning on letting go
Cutting off connections cuz I work on my phonetics
All my teachers giving work when I'm learning all my lessons
State of mind lessens then the plot starts to thicken
Focus on what matters so my wallet getting fatter
Climbing ladders, chasing dollars
I don't even wanna call her cuz my mommas getting farther and the yells are getting louder
Can you tell That I'm a coward? I just have this superpower
Mutating all my words I'm the man of the hour
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Writer(s): Akif Khaled
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