[Hook]
You can tell 'em Imma get it my way
You can tell 'em Imma get it my way, my way, okay (x4)
Focused, and I'm working on the craft
Doin' everything a young n***a got to , got to, got to (x3)
Focused, and I'm working on the craft
Doin' everything a young n***a got to

[Verse 1]
Look, my style too ill, no exaggeration
Can't get like this with procrastination
I'm a slave for the craft, no master, baby
All I can think about is making records lately
I've been workin' like I'm livin' on a mission
I'm efficient', but the vision wasn't given
To the n***as that was sitting on the sideline watchin'
They can see you strugglin'
Trippin' and fallin', but no one helps you out
Look, I know the feeling of being alone
I've come to terms with decisions I've made
But I pray everyday and I hope that I'm safe
If I send you this song, will you send me some positive energy?
Please, I am begging you for it
I'm forcing myself to feel something euphoric
Of course it's important, to point out the beauty in life
That I see like a minuscule witness
The muse for the music that people have muted
Confuse it for ignorance, that is not me, tho'
I creep low and see more, but my lack of C notes is see through
Be set in the tone of my messages
Negative outlook is getting repetitive
I am regressing, progression's my nemesis
My pessimism is potently powerful
Wordsmith, I might play around with their volatile
Lawd!
[Hook]
You can tell 'em Imma get it my way
You can tell 'em Imma get it my way, my way, okay (x4)
Focused, and I'm working on the craft
Doin' everything a young n***a got to , got to, got to (x3)
Focused, and I'm working on the craft
Doin' everything a young n***a got to

[Verse 2]
Never let you muthafuckas defeat the kid
Spitting egregiousness
Do you agree with it?
Never see them again, I'm a seed in the ground
I ascend to the light with the lines that I write
And my rhymes got girth, like Im foresting the earth
All I ever do is work, I'm asserting my worth
This is something I was taught since my birth
And you will attain nothing by sitting around
And to receive a blessing, you must do for self
As an means to an end, so that one day you'll help
Someone that you see struggling, just like yourself
And I can't justify why I do what I do
When I act how I act and thats far from the truth
If I told you my story, then you would past judgement
Disgusted by what you hear in that discussion
I swear that I've witnessed some sickening, cynical rituals
Pitiful pray that the pinnacle presents some pieces
I preset my presence, a pretense apart
With no beef and im starving
Ive barely started of carving my name in this game
I'll explain, but I gotta move fast
Get a point of view quicker, I'm a catastrophic n***a
Definitive when I kill it
Ain't no muthafucka that was giving you
Something thats realer, but never caught in a feeling, goddamn!
[Hook]

[Outro]
Lawd!