Step One

Everything goes back to the beginning
Listen

So many times I told you not to do
The things you wanted to do
The things you wanted to say
I was kinda harsh so you kindly stepped away
And when I needed the most you told me you were okay
With leaving
And you know I'm not believing
Although that's probably what she was feeling
But now I'm actually achieving
Things that make life pleasing
Make her lose her breathing
And I

Money on the side
I give it to my brothers
I take you on a yacht
I do that for my covers
I make you my wife
I hit when I like
I'm telling my brothers
To keep it light

And now I'm back at step one
Searching for a job in my laptop
Until things change
You can't tell me to stop
But the materialistic things make me feel like I'm on top
But I'm not
I'm certainly not
The last song made me too high of the lot
Too high of dopamine
Too high of the money things
The money make you go crazy
And the money is making me
Somebody who I don't wanna be
Tell me if I'm right or wrong
Tell me if you feel alone
I'm just trynna tease you and please you
For the night long
Man I'm getting sidetracked let me get back to the song

And now I'm officially unemployed again
Even though I make music every day
They tell me I'm not serious
They tell me I'm not an artist
"Don't make money it's not a job"
I don't think that they're the smartest
I'm just keeping it real
The money don't gotta fulfill
The things you do should be real
The things I do ain't a drill
I understand that sometimes you like to feel thrilled
And it's normal to be scared to not sign a deal

It's true
It's true it is
My brothers looking for stock
The feinds looking for rocks
The feds looking to stalk
The people at the dock
Cause they think the shipments are coming from Marroc
They don't make it out
They don't see the size
They don't see the sunrise
They don't see the sunshine
They don't see the things that come out of the dark side
Do you see the things that come out of the dark side
You're from the soft side
Yesterday when I was writing this shit for the first time
I heard some shots and was like
Is this the dark times?
Are these the dark sides?
Is this the showering times
Cause the bullets falling from the sky

It shouldn't be like this
It shouldn't be like this
It couldn't be like this
It shouldn't be like this
It couldn't be like this

Money on the side
I give it to my brothers
I take you on a yacht
I do that for my covers
I make you my wife
I hit when I like
I'm telling my brothers
To keep it light