[Verse 1]

Don't get it twisted I dread my lack of patience

But the pressure keeps me lifted

I'm gifted, my frame's shifted, hoe just listen

Don't you ever get too comfortable, cause someone else might risk it

Fuck a 9 to 5, I'm tryna do more with life

I'm too alive I roll up the dice, I play with my luck

I don't get to shoot it twice I search for the light

I search for a sign, my knowledge is way too bright

I'm tryna get right, I've been out of sight

But I'm still by the highway

[Chorus]

Then it's back to the chronic cause this the life that I chose

If no one's done it before me then fuck it, I'll pave the road

Sometimes I kick it one deep just to free my mind and my soul

But all them nights I was lonely was the times I couldn't move

[Verse 2]

Yo I've been up late nights, every minute is critical

Thinking or analytical, making syllables rhythmical

I've been a don since the doctor cut the umbilical

But now I'm in the cuts, they be sparking up the medicinal

Thinking how the fuck you put Donald Trump in position to divide a nation Teachers told me what's indivisible, that too political

Well let me get back to how I could just belittle you rapping

I'm the nigga that been

[Chorus]

Then it's back to the chronic, cause this the life that I chose

If no one's done it before me, then fuck it, I'll pave the road

Sometimes I kick it one deep, just to free my mind and my soul

But all them nights I was lonely, was the times I couldn't move

[Verse 3]

I'm feeling like, fuck your favorite rapper, look I'm not a fan

Please turn it down, cause that's not the jam

These niggas really mumble when they rap, but I don't understand

I guess that's how you talk when off of all them xans

I've been baddest since I was banging on pots and pans

But now I'm bout to show my dominance

I'm about to craft a album that's so prominent

That I can sell and show out on every single continent

I'ma travel all of Europe, I'ma go and hit Japan

Might just visit China, spend a hundred thousand yen

And take it back to Africa, split it equal with the fam

I'm Ethiopian, but ain't even been to the motherland

Understand that I'm about to get it just because I can

I'm the man, been cooking up cause of the high demands

Popping up, dropping gems, my hustle ego ain't no contraband

Lifestyle of a conscious man, my nigga

[Chorus]

Then it's back to the chronic cause this the life that I chose

If no one's done it before me, then fuck it, I'll pave the road

Sometimes I kick it one deep just to free my mind and my soul

But all them nights I was lonely was the times I couldn't move