Beauty Behind The Process

If you wanna fuck with me paper
Please my guy just stay of me radar
Me no wan chill with no haters
Steady on my grind
Man I guess I'll see you later

Man gotta hustle no vex
Man gotta stay of them percs
And I must confess
Me dogs, me family
Dem dey keep me in check
Now I'm cruising in my PJ
You can catch me in the west oh

Man gotta hustle to chop
Man gotta wake up to work
Cuz the grind don't stop
Man gotta hustle to chop
Man gotta wake up to work
Cuz the grind don't stop

Head high or die man there's no looking down no
Still alive this 9-5 makes me drown slow
Kill the mic this helps me fight when I'm down low
My rhymes or job tryna decide my route yo

I'm entering fully loaded
Raining Fire and brimstone
It's Jedi vs siths, and most on the side of the sinful
They stuntin like a imp, but they had to hire they kinfolk
I was a humble squire aspiring to be a king so

I ironed all my wrinkles
The quires cries crescendos
My musics healing cure the sinus out ya lymph nodes
Look in my brown eyes the color of messiahs skin tone
I been cold, you better tighten up your mink coat

Middle school teacher told my mom I was fucking retarded
Graduated college honor roll never flunk since I started
AJESMD said I'm above these artist
Since then I promised I'd never fumble a bar it's Jarring
Rappers know I cause carnage expose under they garment

I'm a introvert, people get me agitated
Seen the worst of people, they can catch this fade flipped
Upside down is they casket placement, cause hell is what they ass is facing
Always kept it thoro bro, these rhymes are my affidavit
Me and X cut from the same cloth never fabricated

Activist, opposite of pacifist
Ask nice first than you get blast when I pass a fist your way
A masochists this is just fore play
This ain't my final form you should get on the floor pray
No dose a Tylenol that could knock out my core pain
Try not cry or ball it gone wash out my war paint
You now what I'm saying

Man gotta hustle to chop
Man gotta wake up to work
Cuz the grind don't stop
Man gotta hustle to chop
Man gotta wake up to work
Cuz the grind don't stop

Don't stay around those without goals fuck clown hoes
Niggas ain't your bros Dont get the crowd up in your outpost
When shit gets thick none of dem gon help you out no
When shit gets thick, what who gon help you out now

You ain't bout the grind unless you gave up a few Saturday's
To practice,on your saddest days while ya niggas partying
So you can stack your plaques till they collapse from too much accolades
Watchin all the rappers I grew up wit start to pass away

Causing to me push the pen harder so I can catch that flame
Life is like a poker game, i was asked to pass or play,
So I threw all my chips on table like I'm cash is clay
Skill is way to sancrosanct, surrounded be these masquerades

They can't deny me my e.y.e is on Mars, aim for Elon cream
These ladies wanna be my piece but won't be my peace
A nigga street wise, I'll speak my piece

Give my heart to no broads y'all gon remind me
Can't dip my foot up in the water and not see my feet
I don't play, way to wise for my age yo
They see how I'm chasing the papes so they crave more

Watch these bitches fake it to take in my pesos
Told her make the first move, I'll hit it if she say so
Cause when you black and labeled that shit gone hit you eightfold
So I move careful won't catch me with a case no

Loaded ammo in this MacBook
I'll empty the clip
Streaming apps gon get the bag and they send me the tip
Don't want no chains or no bags from supreme or kith
I need the cash, no contract if I don't get rich

If you wanna fuck with me paper
Please my guy just stay of me radar
Me no wan chill with no haters
Steady on my grind
Man I guess I'll see you later

Man gotta hustle no vex
Man gotta stay of them percs
And I must confess
Me dogs, me family
Dem dey keep me in check
Now I'm cruising in my PJ
You can catch me in the west oh

Man gotta hustle to chop
Man gotta wake up to work
Cuz the grind don't stop
Man gotta hustle to chop
Man gotta wake up to work
Cuz the grind don't stop