The Mission
Like the, Sword from the Stone
The concrete trappin the rose
I'm chasing all my ambitions I still got a lot to grow so
Nice to meet, how you be? the name Steeze
Take a trip through my mind what you find you can keep
Smell of weed never leaves I stay faded homie
Keep the green hulk gamma radiation on me
And I keep a fuck you and a smile if they saying something
Dog I put in work overtime I'm not chasing nothing, facts
Rookie, role-player, Centerpiece to the MVP
Im ballin out how my demons think they can finish me
Im Lin Kuei cold, That Sub-Zero
No ice on my wrist but my veins stay froze
I know for facts
If I don't ever sleep again its cause I'm on the bag
I'm either getting to the money or I'm losing track
You back a wolf into a corner know it will attack
Who am I I'm just a vibe of someone happy in the past
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
Hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
Drawn to isolation like a moth to a flame
I push them all away before they ever see my pain
I don't need no fucking pity i just wanna be okay
But I'm Not, so this hot shit keep running out my brain on volcano
I do this with no label I don't need an image
And If I get it ima help to make a brighter picture
I'm just a kid with a deeper vison in living than taking somebody millions
They taking from hungry children I'm grinding
Until i get em or grinding until they listen
I fight in a failing system providing my father wisdom
Society say im a "Nigga" my rebuttal is "Yeah"
If the J's fit homie then you might as well wear em, Ayy
Blacker the berry then the sweeter the juice
You can judge me how you like, shit I hate me too
I been really on the move if i know one thing true
Niggas claim that they dogs but they never seen a wolf
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
Hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
Hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
The concrete trappin the rose
I'm chasing all my ambitions I still got a lot to grow so
Nice to meet, how you be? the name Steeze
Take a trip through my mind what you find you can keep
Smell of weed never leaves I stay faded homie
Keep the green hulk gamma radiation on me
And I keep a fuck you and a smile if they saying something
Dog I put in work overtime I'm not chasing nothing, facts
Rookie, role-player, Centerpiece to the MVP
Im ballin out how my demons think they can finish me
Im Lin Kuei cold, That Sub-Zero
No ice on my wrist but my veins stay froze
I know for facts
If I don't ever sleep again its cause I'm on the bag
I'm either getting to the money or I'm losing track
You back a wolf into a corner know it will attack
Who am I I'm just a vibe of someone happy in the past
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
Hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
Drawn to isolation like a moth to a flame
I push them all away before they ever see my pain
I don't need no fucking pity i just wanna be okay
But I'm Not, so this hot shit keep running out my brain on volcano
I do this with no label I don't need an image
And If I get it ima help to make a brighter picture
I'm just a kid with a deeper vison in living than taking somebody millions
They taking from hungry children I'm grinding
Until i get em or grinding until they listen
I fight in a failing system providing my father wisdom
Society say im a "Nigga" my rebuttal is "Yeah"
If the J's fit homie then you might as well wear em, Ayy
Blacker the berry then the sweeter the juice
You can judge me how you like, shit I hate me too
I been really on the move if i know one thing true
Niggas claim that they dogs but they never seen a wolf
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
Hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
I'm on a mission I've been grinding for days
Hustle so heavy now my pockets got weight (Yeah)
I let em judge me give a fuck what they think (Oh)
Showed me no love, my 808s filled with rage
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Lovely
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