RETIREMENT

Back again, (promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement)
Back in the booth man, (promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement)
Yuh, hmm (promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement)
Long time coming

God I'm tryinnnn, to take it one day at a time
But if it's money Ima make it Lord so I been on my grind
He said that's fineeee, can you keep me in yo rhymes
Not a Christian rapper, still a Christian so I'll toe the line
Slow ya roll don't play this shit in church, cause I be cussing on it
Judging me for sayin "fuckin" but ya pastor fuckin on ya
And so I'm askin' when did Christianity become insanity
Ya pastor cheating on his family and that's the man to be
Moral of the story no one's perfect no one can-a-be
His love covers us all, it's kinda a canopy
Trust him for that daily bread
So He gon have to manna me
And I don't mean to cause calamity, It's Uncle Sam-ing me

(Yuh, Aye)
Get in my feelings when I smoke, in em' when I don't
Guess I can't win but I could cope, take another toke
They looking at me in a scope
Told them niggas nope
And that's a bar cause I ain't never talked to Interscope
Ain't fuckin' wit the industry cause everybody sound the same
Everybody got a gun, and everybody got a chain,
And everybody rap about some shit that they ain't ever do
Everybody got some homeboys nobody stepping to
But Ima mind my own, watch how I get ahead of you
I'm climbing to the mountain top I'm tryna get a better view
Momma Ima be the one them kids gon' write they letters to
Cook up on the beat, Ima eat, Ima make the meals
Sayin' what the hell I want, cause I don't need no label deal
I'm standing on my own two, hella places flown to
If you don't own yo master boy them masters finna own you

Run another play, conditioned I ain't tired yet
Just a nigga on a mission, control firing the jets
I been writing on the job and still I ain't got fired yet
Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement, (Aye)

Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement
I been writing on the job and still I ain't got fired yet
Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement, (Yuh)

It's getting hard for me to write, I turned my feelings off
Times got tough but shit that's life, I can't be feeling soft
Mind over matter, what I'm on that's my philosoph
That's my philosophy keep goin' ain't no stopping me
Stay to myself only like four or five that rock wit me
Got shit in store so when I blow my bro go shop wit me
Got where I'm at because my mom expect a lot of me
Put in that work I can't sit round wait on no lottery
God molded me up with his hands like some pottery
Call me Odysseus cause shit I'm on my odyssey
I don't even wear designer but I know she proud of me
Shoutout ma dukes this ain't no fluke right where I oughta be

Run another play, conditioned I ain't tired yet
Just a nigga on a mission, control firing the jets
I been writing on the job and still I ain't got fired yet
Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement, (Yuh)

Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement
I been writing on the job and still I ain't got fired yet
Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement

Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement
I been writing on the job and still I ain't got fired yet
Promise when I see this paper Gma see retirement, (Aye)