Most days just write up in a pad
Most days just write up in a pad
Most days I just write up in a pad
Never really given a big thought about it
But I thought about an this is what I came up with
Most days just write up in a pad
Listen to recordings or recording for the mass
I can't break the fall, my legs getting cracked
I would break it all, f*ck feelin' depressed
Most days just write up in a pad
Listen to recordings or recording for the mass
F*ck all these recordings all my music in the trash
Can I don't care I would die but I can't
Only need a mill another mill an then that's that
I would bring it back to back shit I know that I can
I ain't only do this for that, success is a tad
A bit of an influence I'm influenced by mad
Lotta marijuana, it's just chillin' in the sack
I smoke it gram by gram get another bag restart
Take a puff and then see sparks
Image split in 3 parts, but no spaz, then I need bars
Most days just write up in a pad
Listen to recordings or recording for the mass
F*ck all these recordings all my music in the trash
Can I don't care I would die but I can't
Most days just write up in a pad
Listen to recordings or recording for the mass
F*ck all these recordings all my music in the trash
Can I don't care I would die but I can't
If I had more than weed I would smoke to
If I had more confidence I would've approached you
Spoke truth like the birth of my conscious
Back to when I was 1 in 02
I couldn't even read, or speak now I can't breath
Beautiful left me speechless, see what I believe
But it's venting on the beat, cause ventilation is needed
To remove all access heat, from confiscating my breathing
I'm like woah, bro I gotta go, I can't even think
I'm just thinkin' 'bout a girl
Fat muf*cka not thinkin' 'bout the world
I'm only thinkin' love, but love isn't what I'm on
A bunch of other drugs, hugs don't really matter
I'm smoking, it don't matter this life it don't matter
Been thru hell an back I'm just done all battered
It really don't matter, I mean it, it don't matter, f*ck it
Most days just write up in a pad
Listen to recordings or recording for the mass
F*ck all these recordings all my music in the trash
Can I don't care I would die but I can't
Most days just write up in a pad
Listen to recordings or recording for the mass
F*ck all these recordings all my music in the trash
Can I don't care I would die but I can't
F*ck this I can't have shit
Love story turned rich so average
I guess I'll stay grinding till I have it
But I ain't have shit bitch I ain't have shit
I ain't plan for it, but I'm all in for it
It's all been 'portant, so important
Foreign shit it's imported
Foreign shit soon imma explore it (I'mma explore it, I'mma explore it)
Check back in a year, I ain't know what to expect but the passion is here
I ain't never lack but I lack cause of fear, no protection
Make a exception give a f*ck till I'm up, no exception
I used to look to people for validation, I don't give a f*ck adios
All backs are breaking
I'm just waiting for my assassination
God ain't do shit he ain't my destination
An I cry but I don't
An I lie but I won't
An the prize is a joke yea
An I cry but I don't
An I lie but I won't
An the prize is a joke yea
An I cry but I don't
An I lie but I won't
An the prize is a joke yea
An I cry but I don't
An I lie but I won't
An the prize is a joke yea