Lyrics: Michael Angelo Arde
Music: Michael Angelo Arde
Every morning nothing happens just an ordinary day
Worries bout my bitch who doesn't care for me even I pray
Always on my hustle 9 and 5 still hours making dreams
Gotta kill this wicked feelings makes me weary pending bills
Gonna be swerving never get hurry
Duty alarmings gotta be facing
Flaming the burning desire to float me till higher
I see the Messiah says calling my name like a minimalist
My name will definitely on the list
**** the day to pay the bills
And **** the this bitches snitching shits
I'm like Calling the devil to the sell my own soul
Chasing my dreams to get papers to roll
Need to get this riches back
Continuously my life gets mold
Double the grapple leaving the zero Mediocre mother****er
Racial interfere never seen a full grown actions plainly get severe
Never the less the impression delinquent decisions
It comes with the passion defying compassion
Define the me the lesson to win the oppression suburban relation
The life with equations that turns with no selection
My fear to loose divinity and got no answer for all this concussion
Got this feeling all alone
Ease tormented like I'm strong
Hit this joint when I get home
It's just the same shits that goes on
Lean and pills that makes me crack
Spitting verses with all facts sustain my life
I'm gonna break the silence really kills inside
Got this feeling all alone
Ease tormented like I'm strong
Hit this joint when I get home It's just the same shits that goes on
Lean and pills that makes me crack
Spitting verses with all facts sustain my life
I'm gonna break the silence really kills inside
Got this feeling all alone
Ease tormented like I'm strong
Hit this joint when I get home It's just the same shits that goes on
Lean and pills that makes me crack
Spitting verses with all facts sustain my life
I'm gonna break the silence really kills inside