Man on a Mission
These dark times shedding light
On issues that should be obsolete
You ain't got no money
It's immoral for them to stop your heat
Take your committee
Put them on the board where I chop my meat
And serve up justice
To my people cuz that's my belief
That twelve hundred dollar check
Ain't get me stimulated
My momma got a crib
I'm trying to get it renovated
Increase my wage
Common knowledge that my rent inflated
Your landlord probably asking if that tenant paid it
You can't evict me
So I might go shopping
Cuban links on my body
Got ice so popping
Had enough of quarantine
And that psycho lock in
I just put it on my credit
See my FICO dropping
This lockdown put a lot of things in perspective
I really hate my job
But I knew that before reflecting
Had to say it twice
So the universe get my message
People meant for greatness
Are always the ones who tested
I'm just a man on a mission
A lot of ambition
A lot of em fishing
Rap game dead
I'm the livest addition
You gotta pay me
Put five on a listen
Neck on froze
Look low while it glisten
You don't look up
You don't know what you missing
Way too cold
For the beef and the dissing
Only play the one
I don't switch my position
Christians claim that God got us
But y'all fighting over products
Collect your stimulus check
And you spend it on some hypnotic
I can't even blame you
Just don't try to play the part
Of victim cuz if given chance
You would play the shark
Y'all protesting saving lives
To exercise yo right
Y'all should join a monastery
Just to rectify yo life
I'm judging with the gavel
I would give you five to life
Sick of white supremacy
Because it hide behind the light
When y'all talking freedom
Y'all probably refer to traveling
Struggle of a black man
Doesn't end so we battling
Problem ain't Lakeshia
He thinking the name ain't flattering
How you losing
Cuz you ain't naming your daughter Madeline
Y'all be righteous
Until the shit hit the fan
Point fingers at the politics and the man
I look at life raw
Like the fish in Japan
See the tension going to bubble
Like my wrist in the pan
I'm just a man on a mission
A lot of ambition
A lot of em fishing
Rap game dead
I'm the livest addition
You gotta pay me
Put five on a listen
Neck on froze
Look low while it glisten
You don't look up
You don't know what you missing
Way too cold
For the beef and the dissing
Only play the one
I don't switch my position
On issues that should be obsolete
You ain't got no money
It's immoral for them to stop your heat
Take your committee
Put them on the board where I chop my meat
And serve up justice
To my people cuz that's my belief
That twelve hundred dollar check
Ain't get me stimulated
My momma got a crib
I'm trying to get it renovated
Increase my wage
Common knowledge that my rent inflated
Your landlord probably asking if that tenant paid it
You can't evict me
So I might go shopping
Cuban links on my body
Got ice so popping
Had enough of quarantine
And that psycho lock in
I just put it on my credit
See my FICO dropping
This lockdown put a lot of things in perspective
I really hate my job
But I knew that before reflecting
Had to say it twice
So the universe get my message
People meant for greatness
Are always the ones who tested
I'm just a man on a mission
A lot of ambition
A lot of em fishing
Rap game dead
I'm the livest addition
You gotta pay me
Put five on a listen
Neck on froze
Look low while it glisten
You don't look up
You don't know what you missing
Way too cold
For the beef and the dissing
Only play the one
I don't switch my position
Christians claim that God got us
But y'all fighting over products
Collect your stimulus check
And you spend it on some hypnotic
I can't even blame you
Just don't try to play the part
Of victim cuz if given chance
You would play the shark
Y'all protesting saving lives
To exercise yo right
Y'all should join a monastery
Just to rectify yo life
I'm judging with the gavel
I would give you five to life
Sick of white supremacy
Because it hide behind the light
When y'all talking freedom
Y'all probably refer to traveling
Struggle of a black man
Doesn't end so we battling
Problem ain't Lakeshia
He thinking the name ain't flattering
How you losing
Cuz you ain't naming your daughter Madeline
Y'all be righteous
Until the shit hit the fan
Point fingers at the politics and the man
I look at life raw
Like the fish in Japan
See the tension going to bubble
Like my wrist in the pan
I'm just a man on a mission
A lot of ambition
A lot of em fishing
Rap game dead
I'm the livest addition
You gotta pay me
Put five on a listen
Neck on froze
Look low while it glisten
You don't look up
You don't know what you missing
Way too cold
For the beef and the dissing
Only play the one
I don't switch my position
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Ekwuaju
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