48 Laws of Power
I've been lost for a while now
So I smoke up think about my life, what I find out
The more I grow the more I learn the more I choose to hide now
From people I love
The ones that I hug
Gotta put my feelings to the side now
I put on a pedestal
Spin a like carousel
Running in circles the feelings are pitiful
So this smoke is habitual
God the feeling is spiritual
Got me painting the mic for this visual
baby coming just to get physical
I Don't blame her though
That's just the ritual
Grounds for dismissal
You stuck in a cycle
This music is vital
My words are the truth
and y'all my disciples
This is all biblical
I never wanna waste my breath
I'm too busy working back to back and counting this bread
But when I really think about it, is this really my best?
Cause now I be thinking and stressing
No play all the working is a recipe for death
Now I digress
I must confess
This life ain't really made for the rest
If you wanna make it out on top
You have to play this shit like chess
One day they'll tell you that they love you
And the next they aiming at you head
could be the homie on you team
Or the bitch you take home to undress
And I'm like woah shit
This ain't a joke kid
I come from a life
Where the passion and wisdom
Is all that I've got
And now that I know
That I can control this
One day ima get rich
And pay it back to my family
The ones who support me
The reason I'm not on the street
Making it hard to for me to keep
On this promise made by me
That I'll be the one to bring this honor and make the dynasty complete
Or so to speak
Makin my enemies deplete
Recording the fire on this beat
Ready to go super saiyan
I'm just saying
I'm not playing
These hoes going through inflation
And I ain't got the time or patience
For bitches asking me for favors
All because they got complacent
Spitting the cold truth
All up in the sound booth
Through all the tragic and trauma
My life is a drama
My voice is the lighting
And I'm brining you all of this karma
Now I digress
I must confess
This life ain't really made for the rest
If you wanna make it out on top
You have to play this shit like chess
One day they'll tell you that they love you
And the next they aiming at you head
Could be the homie on you team
Or the bitch you take home to undress
And I'm like woah shit
So I smoke up think about my life, what I find out
The more I grow the more I learn the more I choose to hide now
From people I love
The ones that I hug
Gotta put my feelings to the side now
I put on a pedestal
Spin a like carousel
Running in circles the feelings are pitiful
So this smoke is habitual
God the feeling is spiritual
Got me painting the mic for this visual
baby coming just to get physical
I Don't blame her though
That's just the ritual
Grounds for dismissal
You stuck in a cycle
This music is vital
My words are the truth
and y'all my disciples
This is all biblical
I never wanna waste my breath
I'm too busy working back to back and counting this bread
But when I really think about it, is this really my best?
Cause now I be thinking and stressing
No play all the working is a recipe for death
Now I digress
I must confess
This life ain't really made for the rest
If you wanna make it out on top
You have to play this shit like chess
One day they'll tell you that they love you
And the next they aiming at you head
could be the homie on you team
Or the bitch you take home to undress
And I'm like woah shit
This ain't a joke kid
I come from a life
Where the passion and wisdom
Is all that I've got
And now that I know
That I can control this
One day ima get rich
And pay it back to my family
The ones who support me
The reason I'm not on the street
Making it hard to for me to keep
On this promise made by me
That I'll be the one to bring this honor and make the dynasty complete
Or so to speak
Makin my enemies deplete
Recording the fire on this beat
Ready to go super saiyan
I'm just saying
I'm not playing
These hoes going through inflation
And I ain't got the time or patience
For bitches asking me for favors
All because they got complacent
Spitting the cold truth
All up in the sound booth
Through all the tragic and trauma
My life is a drama
My voice is the lighting
And I'm brining you all of this karma
Now I digress
I must confess
This life ain't really made for the rest
If you wanna make it out on top
You have to play this shit like chess
One day they'll tell you that they love you
And the next they aiming at you head
Could be the homie on you team
Or the bitch you take home to undress
And I'm like woah shit
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Writer(s): Anant Maitra
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