Mackk - Get Along Lyrics

Like I said, I get stuck up in my head
Becoming an addict it wasn't a life I wanted to live
So I had to go Backk in the Attickk and put some demons to rest
And now I'm back and I'm ready to put my foot forward that's best
So listen
I know this trauma we burry deep down inside
Sometimes it surfaces to hurt us
When it's triggered to rise
Like a curse become a slave to the pain behind the mask
The only way to break the chains setting free from behind the mask
Yeah get a grip and get along
It's time to go and Get the Gole
Sentimental moments
You know I gotta go and hold em close
Where we go to hide to protect what's left behind
When we're working over the top
These days we're working overtime, huh
Working overtime, yeah, we're working overtime
We're back in the race, time to be kicking it into overdrive
Overnight, none of it happens overnight
Yeah, gotta be putting the working over the hurting past the nine to five
Pen to the pad
It's where I take to myself when I'm about to attack
On all my thoughts whether it be angry or sad
Well, this happiness is new to me, so down and relax
Huh You either got it, or you don't
Nah, there ain't no in-between
You gotta be putting the working past the hurting you will see
Yeah, I came from the bottom with no sense in direction
I had to find myself all by myself, it's self-intervention
Breaking, breaking, breaking bad habits
I't's been taking back control
Now I'm Back in the Attickk
That's where the story is told
Let's go, keep it moving, giving everybody deuces
Anti-Famouz in the booth, the truth is I be straight up losing it
I'm stupid with my use of it, like losing a hallucinogen
I'm choosing again, a boots and a pan, I think I might be losing again
I may be sick of losing, I'm refusing to be tossed around these hoops
I ain't trying to be cool, I am trying to be the truth
Stick with me and get some food, I feed all the homies too
Trying to be the loose mood that is motivating you
Don't you see, we be on the same team
I ain't trying to be the dude that you see on magazines
Take a minute, take three
I be bouncing on the beat
Like Halloween, a trick or treat
Because my shit is pretty sweet
I'm flipping shit up in my sleeve
I got a trick you need to see
Because the treatment's in the beat
I'm undefeated lyrically, I be collecting all the heat
It's antifamous on the beat, and if I did it in the booth
You know I did it in the street, yeah