[Intro]

This time last year I was a mess. Like a total wreck

You know? And like, I think for a lot of people

I think like if you're successful, like all of a sudden

Like you get like a green

Like you get like some card in the mail that says like

You're going to be totally satisfied and happy for the rest of your life

It doesn't happen like that. Like life for me happens

The way it always, it's my, the only difference is I'm in Lincoln Park

Like, what goes on insidе my head has always been this way for me

So, when I'm not working on that, likе, my life gets messy

And that's kind of how the inspiration for all these songs came from

Conversations about life and what was going on

As friends, as husbands, as fathers, as you know, whatever

[Verse]

Devastation, been going through it as of late, it's gon' take hella patience

I cried a river and two lakes, I've been on hesitation

Down 12, bottom of the ninth, but I'm still checking bases

Prayed about some shit the other day while I was meditating

I've been laying low and out the way, I just been resonating

I was dead serious and dead set on my resignation

Saw a bright light shine in the basement, told me get this paper

Higher than the skylight, sometimes my mental elevation

Gotta stop thinking in 2D to reach my destination

Send me a blessing or some other form of inspiration

Fuck you and your pity parties, don't send me no invitation

Sick and tired of being in the crib, I'm not fucking lazy

I just met a 5 foot 2 witch teach me incantation

When can we link? I ask my deities for extra patience

Niggas ride away but we ain't askin' for no extra navy

Meat and potatoes, be lay low, but shit ain't gravy

[Chorus]

Hold on, nah, fuck that If I don't fix my world, I won't ever get my luck back

If I don't start a hustle, how I'm supposed to make a buck back?

If I don't pay the bills, then I'll be sleepin' where I'm stuck at

Nah. That shit crazy. I'm sick and tired of being in a crib, I'm not lazy

I'm itching for a chance to get this chip I got a baby

Got me going schizo in the living room lately

[Verse]

If I don't fix my aura I won't ever keep my luck back

But Dio non-fortuna fuck his luck, and I don't trust that

Been sleeping with my demons fucking lust, but I don't want that

Been gone inside the void, but now I'm trying to get the fuck back

Too many fucks approaching me I'm screaming get the fuck back

Too many chance to lose I'm trying to take my ass to touch bag

I'mma make some money then just fuck me with my bum ass

Went crazy at the Cribs lately I ain't trying to come back

[Chorus]

Hold on, nah, fuck that If I don't fix my world, I won't ever get my luck back

If I don't start a hustle, how I'm supposed to make a buck back?

If I don't pay the bills, then I'll be sleeping where I'm stuck at

Nah, that shit crazy, I'm sick and tired of being in the crib, I'm not lazy

I'm itching for a chance to get this chip I got a baby

Got me going schizo in the living room lately

Nah, fuck that