[Intro: Guilty Simpson]

Yo yo

Glad you all made it

What up

Welcome

For those that don't know

It's Guilty Simpson

My mans Kawshus and Defekto

Detroit shit in the house

All the way to Germany you know

Get em

[Verse 1: Kawshus]

Used to leave every evening

Come back late

Mouth smelling like a demon

Too loose with his money

He always treating

Seeing the same girl

When addicts always fiending

In the cold

They take their skullcaps off

And peep their heads steaming

Thinking he gonna get back on thе team

To make more guap

Hе took one more shot

Then he start thinking

I'm not making enough

With this job I got

Too old to be hitting the block

And sitting in spots

With this long ass stick and the Glock

Forty-Year old orphan

Lost his mom and pops

Wifey like

"Yeah you better pray in these last days"

Y'all don't hear the tick on the clock?

Scared for his kids so they won't feel the culture shock

Put his life behind a hard place and a rock

Everything must go

True hustler

Buy, Sell and Swap

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Guilty Simpson]

Yo yo

When the sun rises

I've been up already

My mind won't let me oversleep

I'm anxious

I put my life on the playlist

Where my truth is the safest

Tip-toeing in plain sight

Can't hide from who you are

Even with a newer car

When the shit could spark resentment

And mess up friendships

It breaks your heart

Me and Shiney

Go somewhere

It's hard to find me

I'm trying to forget and y'all remind me

Of the man I once was

Raised up on tough love

Trying to refrain from causing pain to obtain my change

Keep playing to save the game

Keep praying feed my brain

Was left to life

Leave it sane

Damn

Stumbled across the source of my frustrations

I got even with the truck waiting

I'm trying to feed the path

So we alleviate raps with bucks as hush payments

Eternal struggle

Mind or the muscle

The grind or the hussle

We put in time and worked doubles

Got me on my feet

When I was on my knuckles