[Chorus]
Yuh
Respect my life
Respect my grind
I’m tryna get my bag, aye
I’m on my fast pace yet they keep tryna distract me
Living life so happily, I feel fucking fantastic
Y’all bitches mad sick, I’m seeing through the plastic

[Verse 1]
You claim so called truths to be wiser but really you don’t know shit like that
These n***as steady tryna be grown ups but really they here to get baby sat
It’s all adding up, no need to subtract, of course it’s the knowledge they lack
Oh they say that they be popping shit like tags but they not really dropping these albums like bodies so for that my n***a
Fall back, fall back
Ah, I’m here to attack
Not here for the day, not here the plays
So get outta my way, I just came to spit facts
Pussy n***as relax, you gon drown in my waves
Issa fair warning, these egos stay soaring
So for gods sake best not get pre made but fuck it I’m calling it wraps
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Y’all want me flipping to old days, Motorola
“Love” is a game, over played, fuck controllers
Euphoria deep in my veins, living life sober
Knives in my back, bloods over my shoulder
Feeling the need to rethink things over, I’m dealing and wheeling the needs to become something more stronger than the feeling of killing these n***as
[Chorus]
Respect my life
Respect my grind
I’m tryna get my bag, aye
I’m on my fast pace yet they keep tryna distract me
Living life so happily, I feel fucking fantastic
Y’all bitches mad sick, I’m seeing through the plastic

[Verse 2]
N***as be sinning and sinning, it’s sickening oh so sickening
Always be bickering and bickering not thinking so just think it
Fuck all the boredom with bitches, I’m out here just winning it
Conversating with pigeons while I take care of businesses
So done with the kiddie shit, there’s money to eat and you missing it
Life’s crisis, put yourself through the wringer, that’s it, class dismissed you bitch
Same old cycle, aren’t you tired?
Look at the work I put in, be admired
Fuck that, be all, get inspired not just by living online and still being wired
Let the art speak for itself, if you ain’t know shit about it then oh well, can’t tell, welp
The bodies a temple so treat it like wealth we don’t really need help just health just health, health
Since a nuisance and when you’re a nuisance that’s when the truth hits
Put up a light to the face of Benjamin Frank and you’ll see the blue print
Real shit, quick hit when I spit, this ain’t nothin new bitch, when I’m on top is the day I quit this shit aye yuh

[Chorus]
Respect my life
Respect my grind
I’m tryna get my bag, aye
I’m on my fast pace yet they keep tryna distract me
Living life so happily, I feel fucking fantastic
Y’all bitches mad sick, I’m seeing through the plastic