Yeah yeah, I just need a moment to reflect
Yeah yeah, You let them tell it they probably forget
Yeah yeah, that you've worked harder 4 less
Yeah yeah, 48 hours for a 24-hour check
Lining up the moves praying that they all connect
I Got that blade 4 niggas trying to come 4 my neck
I call the grip Wesley boy I Snipes 4 yo head
Blood suckers, don't remember
Mother fukas never loved us
Use to use that MTA as the tour bus
On dirty public transit with the Westly all up on us
This is what the struggle done taught us
Always be up on it
Whether 9 to 5 or 5 to 9
Time is money honey
It means no difference to me
I could be scamming or at a J O B
Just know that I got kids to Feed
And really that aint no science my G
That's math, the square route to my Geometry
The reason why you could find me
In the lab, like a chemist
Altering the DNA of all this dam spinach
I'm talking risky investments
Cuz I TRAP, nigga
Take Risk and Prosper
I remember I aint even have a measly dollar
Now every week I take the time to WRITE my baby mother checks
But if it aint about us she like f*ck all of your progress
I Kiss the kids tell I love her but just can't deal with stress
For the sake of my sanity, wish her all the best
Last year the landlord had my things on the door step
This year I bought the house and raised up the rent
Now this he bitching complaining he cant afford it
F*ck from my door, no shoes on the carpet
Lord forgive me the world got my heart arctic
I'm Getting paid to flow like a broken faucet
Yeah yeah, I just need a moment to reflect
Yeah yeah, you let them tell it they probably forget
Yeah yeah, that you've worked harder 4 less
Yeah yeah, 48 hours for a 24-hour check
I doubted being blessed
I used to wake up and feeling stressed
Car trouble tickets piled up on the dash
Boot on the wheel I switch it 4 the spare
Tell the law to f*ck um and they gotta kiss my ass
Put my past in the past
They say that time is money
Bitch I bought time, blew through street signs
Knock it that shit out like a nigga name was B bonds
I got my seat low key on recline
My life I decide to redefined
Now I f*ck two bitches at the same time
Two butter peakons, Oh my
Momma like where is my boy he is off the deep end
I' tell her forgive me if can't live like no Deacon
I'm only protecting the goal I'm on my defense
TLC but with the pump I be creeping
Offense file why the f*ck these niggas reaching
Heat on the hip got these niggas f*cking freezing
Like we police men
You talking to the committee that get it while they sleeping
Brooklyn boy who flow off the top like his temple leaking
I'm that new shit in old draws my shit yeeeking
I have no idea what game do I run but these bitches always freaking
Drop collectibles
Move militant and Keep an eye out for the federal
The fake want to take you off the pedestal
But the trill always pedals through
Cuz my young hot-headed Niggas always bring that metal through
Yeah yeah, I just need a moment to reflect
Yeah yeah, You let them tell it they probably forget
Yeah yeah, that you've worked harder 4 less
Yeah yeah, 48 hours for a 24 hour check