Intro: $ir LT
Damn, damn, ay can you hand me my notebook?
Preciate it

Verse 1: $ir LT
It’s sad to see these citizens plagued, by minimum wage
Trapped inside the rat race, and constantly livin' in pain
But I still go nuts, and keep my style cinnamon glazed
I can’t be played, cause I barely been in the game
Or controlled by x and o’s, you know I gotta let 'em know
That I’m a professional, and don’t want my time wasted
By a hedonistic bitch, I wanna find greatness
In myself, and some wealth, dismissin' all the spells
That the devil placed, with intent of hate, 'cause there’s better days
Awaiting, so I’m aiming for the top and I can’t ever wait
For shit, if we don't click, I'ma search for the exit
My aura's been damaged, someone give me cream to cleanse it
I don't need no bitch, fuck out my face, I ain't desperate (facts)
Glad I left my old school, they were toxic at that cesspit
But I pray the n***as at my new one, give me credit
'Cause most n***as brain's ain't wired properly enough to get it!


Hook: $ir LT
I don't understand the reason behind me constantly losing friends
I wanna speak to someone 'bout this, but life is too intense
My heart got nothin' left i guess, I'll project it on you instead
Went through trials and tribulations, 'cause this is my true intent
Look...
Got a pen and pad surroundin' me, with led in my lounge room
All these- All these hatin' n***as, they gon' see what I amount to
Devoted my life gave a ring to rap, I'm glad i found you
(found you, found you, found you, found you, found you, found you)
Outro: $ir LT
Uh, I'm glad I found you
Devoted my life, gave a ring to rap, I'm glad I found you
(found you, found you, found you, found you, found you)
Shawty
Keep it runnin' though