Yearning
Talk your shit I don't care
Barely even aware
Better keep your name up out my mouth
Before my fists there
Work hard on the daily
I don't need a day off
All I need
A little bit more focus
And some pay off
Group together hate me
Believe me I be used to that
Cause no one wants someone
Around that always makes them look bad
Sorry I be focused
And yes I'm still an addict
But it ain't on the drugs it's j the work
And that's my tactic
No one gunna stop me from working hard
No one gunna stop me from going hard
No one gunna try because it's j too hard
Except this man in the front yard
Look straight down my feet in grass
Look straight up and blow some grass
Heated up and off the gas I cut my brakes
And then I pass
But not the ball I just pass you
Drop the ball and we bench you
Know I ball and yes it's true
I need 4 points like 2 plus 2
Quick mafs
You smaller than a tick tack
Ima need a big bag
I bet you never had that
Know I'm on the right track
Fast I'm on the race track
Treat yourself cheap
But soul ain't got a price tag
You must file as dependent
You acting like a child
My studio gets some write offs
Now my money going wild
My money make Labron short
Yours make Kevin heart tall
Like damn when he stand next to that he
Should've played in basketball
JK boy that man 5'4
They act like this is just a joke
Then what the fuck I do this for
Get so mad might need some toke
Token of my gratitude
This music here it's just for you
But depending on which ears it's on
Perception might just do you wrong
I don't need a little more feedback
You might need a watch and just sit back
You act like you putting that work in
You look like ya bout to have a heart attack
I don't wanna see it and I don't wanna be it so I don't really wanna be around that
And you seem to repeat it blame it on me and
Swear you know what's up with that
Get your stupid hands up off me
Get down now and say your sorry
Bleed for me when I start stomping
Chew you up when I start chomping
Push you in this fire burning
That's my heart and longing yearnings
Burning passion and obsessions
Your hate is my greatest weapon
Barely even aware
Better keep your name up out my mouth
Before my fists there
Work hard on the daily
I don't need a day off
All I need
A little bit more focus
And some pay off
Group together hate me
Believe me I be used to that
Cause no one wants someone
Around that always makes them look bad
Sorry I be focused
And yes I'm still an addict
But it ain't on the drugs it's j the work
And that's my tactic
No one gunna stop me from working hard
No one gunna stop me from going hard
No one gunna try because it's j too hard
Except this man in the front yard
Look straight down my feet in grass
Look straight up and blow some grass
Heated up and off the gas I cut my brakes
And then I pass
But not the ball I just pass you
Drop the ball and we bench you
Know I ball and yes it's true
I need 4 points like 2 plus 2
Quick mafs
You smaller than a tick tack
Ima need a big bag
I bet you never had that
Know I'm on the right track
Fast I'm on the race track
Treat yourself cheap
But soul ain't got a price tag
You must file as dependent
You acting like a child
My studio gets some write offs
Now my money going wild
My money make Labron short
Yours make Kevin heart tall
Like damn when he stand next to that he
Should've played in basketball
JK boy that man 5'4
They act like this is just a joke
Then what the fuck I do this for
Get so mad might need some toke
Token of my gratitude
This music here it's just for you
But depending on which ears it's on
Perception might just do you wrong
I don't need a little more feedback
You might need a watch and just sit back
You act like you putting that work in
You look like ya bout to have a heart attack
I don't wanna see it and I don't wanna be it so I don't really wanna be around that
And you seem to repeat it blame it on me and
Swear you know what's up with that
Get your stupid hands up off me
Get down now and say your sorry
Bleed for me when I start stomping
Chew you up when I start chomping
Push you in this fire burning
That's my heart and longing yearnings
Burning passion and obsessions
Your hate is my greatest weapon
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Jenkins
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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