I dream of being
More than living for the weekend
I see its discreetness
It keeps me
Working til I'm Slavin
Drag my body on the pavement
Livin for a paycheck I hate it
God give me life and God give the sun
What will I receive when I don't get either one
I'm just sick of it all to be effected without cause
Pretend to be a boss it's lost
Deep in a translation We ain't a freakin nation
Divided so supremely discreetly
I need the proper motivation to stay inside this station
I'm faded
I practice like a doctor I'm testing my
Patience among those haters stay above those
I'm killin this game and I use it for my fur coat
They say drugs to blame I believe those were made
In big Pharma factories causing all these casualties
Pinnin blames on donkeys and fatalities
Could not stop me but the thought alone also haunts me
Will death take a friend and celebrate like it taunts me
I met God inside a House I'm hoping that He saw me
I'm sleepin I see my weakness
In this hell hole
Tell God check his cell phone
I don't know if I could hold on til morning
My homies are buried their parents are mourning
Never fight a fire with a bigger fire
You might get crossed wires in the crossfire
Satan apply pressure just tell him
Position filled
Purify the mind til it gets distilled
And I'm next in skill your placebo pilled
I'm Rollin undercover like gazebo wheels
And I need those still clothes, materials
We all have this void and we need it filled
I ask God an honest question
When the humble man flexing
Is he straying from the path
Or is it good intention
I got a gust of silence
Then the devil said try it
No way Jose I'm ok today
My demons think I'm toyin and they came to play
So I fade away like I'm Doctor Jay
This earth ain't my home it's my fostering
And every flow I've kicked is just a product of
Now I'm on point like when they target us
And I can hardly cuss and that's partly cause
The Red Sea departed from my body uh
So now I steer the ship like I'm Nautica
I'm sleepin I see my weakness
In this hell hole
Tell God check his cell phone
I don't know if I could hold on til morning
My homies are buried their parents are mourning
Working til I'm Slavin
Drag my body on the pavement
Livin for a paycheck I hate it
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I dream of being
More than living for the weekend
I see its discreetness
It keeps me
Working til I'm Slavin
Drag my body on the pavement
Livin for a paycheck I hate it
God give me life and God give the sun
What will I receive when I don't get either one
I'm just sick of it all to be effected without cause
Pretend to be a boss it's lost
Deep in a translation We ain't a freakin nation
Divided so supremely discreetly
I need the proper motivation to stay inside this station
I'm faded
I practice like a doctor I'm testing my
Patience among those haters stay above those
I'm killin this game and I use it for my fur coat
They say drugs to blame I believe those were made
In big Pharma factories causing all these casualties
Pinnin blames on donkeys and fatalities
Could not stop me but the thought alone also haunts me
Will death take a friend and celebrate like it taunts me
I met God inside a House I'm hoping that He saw me
I'm sleepin I see my weakness
In this hell hole
Tell God check his cell phone
I don't know if I could hold on til morning
My homies are buried their parents are mourning
Never fight a fire with a bigger fire
You might get crossed wires in the crossfire
Satan apply pressure just tell him
Position filled
Purify the mind til it gets distilled
And I'm next in skill your placebo pilled
I'm Rollin undercover like gazebo wheels
And I need those still clothes, materials
We all have this void and we need it filled
I ask God an honest question
When the humble man flexing
Is he straying from the path
Or is it good intention
I got a gust of silence
Then the devil said try it
No way Jose I'm ok today
My demons think I'm toyin and they came to play
So I fade away like I'm Doctor Jay
This earth ain't my home it's my fostering
And every flow I've kicked is just a product of
Now I'm on point like when they target us
And I can hardly cuss and that's partly cause
The Red Sea departed from my body uh
So now I steer the ship like I'm Nautica
I'm sleepin I see my weakness
In this hell hole
Tell God check his cell phone
I don't know if I could hold on til morning
My homies are buried their parents are mourning
Working til I'm Slavin
Drag my body on the pavement
Livin for a paycheck I hate it
More than living for the weekend
I see its discreetness
It keeps me
Working til I'm Slavin
Drag my body on the pavement
Livin for a paycheck I hate it
God give me life and God give the sun
What will I receive when I don't get either one
I'm just sick of it all to be effected without cause
Pretend to be a boss it's lost
Deep in a translation We ain't a freakin nation
Divided so supremely discreetly
I need the proper motivation to stay inside this station
I'm faded
I practice like a doctor I'm testing my
Patience among those haters stay above those
I'm killin this game and I use it for my fur coat
They say drugs to blame I believe those were made
In big Pharma factories causing all these casualties
Pinnin blames on donkeys and fatalities
Could not stop me but the thought alone also haunts me
Will death take a friend and celebrate like it taunts me
I met God inside a House I'm hoping that He saw me
I'm sleepin I see my weakness
In this hell hole
Tell God check his cell phone
I don't know if I could hold on til morning
My homies are buried their parents are mourning
Never fight a fire with a bigger fire
You might get crossed wires in the crossfire
Satan apply pressure just tell him
Position filled
Purify the mind til it gets distilled
And I'm next in skill your placebo pilled
I'm Rollin undercover like gazebo wheels
And I need those still clothes, materials
We all have this void and we need it filled
I ask God an honest question
When the humble man flexing
Is he straying from the path
Or is it good intention
I got a gust of silence
Then the devil said try it
No way Jose I'm ok today
My demons think I'm toyin and they came to play
So I fade away like I'm Doctor Jay
This earth ain't my home it's my fostering
And every flow I've kicked is just a product of
Now I'm on point like when they target us
And I can hardly cuss and that's partly cause
The Red Sea departed from my body uh
So now I steer the ship like I'm Nautica
I'm sleepin I see my weakness
In this hell hole
Tell God check his cell phone
I don't know if I could hold on til morning
My homies are buried their parents are mourning
Working til I'm Slavin
Drag my body on the pavement
Livin for a paycheck I hate it
Writer: Agustin Contreras Jr.
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