[Hook]
Either you hardly working or you working hard
I've been out here lurking, serving light and dark
Know exactly where I've been, living in this life of sin
I'm tryna change, help me find my way
[Verse 1]
Yeah I'm sick of bagging up, I'm sick of using cling
Man I wish that I could make it from this music ting
I swear it would be nice just to kick
Without a trap phone and spend my nights with my kids
Cause everyday it's ring ring as soon as I put the SIM in
Look I ain't even had time to put the pin in
Money on my mind at the time so yeah I'm grinning
But now I wish that I could rewind to the beginning
I never really took the time to enjoy my life
Chucked away my youth tryna catch up to them older guys
Now I'm staring at my younger G with open eyes
Told him "Don't throw away your years, try to hold 'em tight"
Summertime, busy stacking my cheddar
Can't relax in nice weather, that's a trapper's dilemma
Most these rappers talk shit man, it's obvious
I'll do the whole week in a day like an omnibus
[Hook]
Either you hardly working or you working hard
I've been out here lurking, serving light and dark
Know exactly where I've been, living in this life of sin
I'm tryna change, help me find my way
[Verse 2]
Trap-hop, that's my genre
Got it out the mud like a farmer
Harvest my pain with my karma
I pray that this place just a starter
Faith like Paloma, should I take my shahada?
Feds either make my heart race or it drops
Feeling like I'm stuck between a hard place and a rock
Me and John been in the base since like half-past five
Apartheid how I separate the dark from white
I know my path cause I'm filled with intuition
I was on a little break but now I done the intermission
They don't wanna see me winning so I laugh and build an L
But I need to find a draw and I don't mean a split decision
All this risky living man, it's fucking with my hairline
Feel to fly Turkey real quick and get my hair right
I run the streets whilst I'm praying for some better days
Still I've got these two packs on me, will I ever change?