Aye, draw it up
Plan for every outcome, baby, smarten up
Prepare the bounce back for when they ball you up, start me up
Ima keep the Bible in the tuck
Ima comfort all my folks until the furniture is plush
Life is good but boy them ebbs and flows'll keep your mental tough
Either that or screw it up
I think I'm somewhere in between but know the game face is a must
Ima throw these work boots on and gon and climb on out this rut
And when I make good on these dreams ima need y'all to give it up
Ima need all them things I suffered for
You won't touch a dish again baby that's what the butlers for
And know when we get to the top level, we going up a floor
I just pray the day I get it all, I want nothing more
Gluttony and greed see that's the real ops
I just want a decent size crib, you know chill vibes
Some dogs, a couple children that go on to live fulfilled lives
A wife or two or three that love nothing more than watching dr Phil high
On a Tuesday afternoon
After caffeine's consumed
After all the errands have been ran and all our flowers bloomed
I don't meditate enough, I need to make some room
To clear this clutter out my wounds
Before I land in the looney bin, I need to get my soul in tune
I smell deception in the air, I'm tryna dip and dodge the fumes
I'm tryna bulletproof my ego, but they keep on slipping through
So I just hope these war scars look pretty on me
Every time I think I got this world figured out, she go get tricky on me
Inflations flating
Global warming's cooking, Mother Nature's baking
Still my folks is hungry, you know emaciating
Ima ask you one dog, what we waiting
For to turn our life around, you know that happiness is more than great vacations
Tired of just waiting patient
Ready to quit this job, that's an understatement
Ready to live our lives, that's an understatement
Feeling like this rat race to the grave has been undertaking