Working Haad

Young man on a mission

Money,drugs n bitches aight go catch me slipping

A nigga celestial aint no sinning

Feel like charlie sheen yea im winning

The purposeful poetry painted perfectly on the page

Plant seeds my pen reigns n it grows fruits in the booth

Spit fire dancing in the devil's shoes

Talking bout if i sell my soul for the gold theirs no way out

Imma show these young niggas hard work pays off

I remember talking to my physics teacher last year

Asking if der was a secret to success

He said practice hard work but it took a nigga years to realize it

Finally a nigga started living life by it

 

The 9-5 aight for me Im trynna work what I dream

Promise God when the money blows in the trade winds wont change me

I aight no slave, I know my name

A nigga go strive for peace til im in the fucking grave

Show nigga how to be fucking brave in this game

Observe my generation we all mentally dead

Knowledge is scary but that doesn't mean you shouldn't pursue it

Why do i feel like i broke out the matrix my mind has been changing

Ever since my third eye open im been making changes

I live in love, love clairvoyance me, Weh fear ago? dat cyaah control mi

Got snakes in the grass ask Holeo to take em out

Weed smoke keep me focused the sativa keep me salivating, elevating,

making changes im so elated

Im focused on my lyrical alchemy takes sips of the elixir of immortality

I dear a nigga to challenge me, that will be his fatality

fuck all the fallacies you niggas Pharisees so please stay away from me.

How you go hate on me when ive been working G

Nobodies sees when im up 2a.m in the morning writing tracks til im

fucking yawmning

Ive been working haad.