(I want you to understand
That somebody's always gotta be on the job)
Yeah, look, aye
Young, Black & wild'n
Who gon wish me well
Godless acts, no guidance
Gotta acknowledge when I'm not myself
Gangsta prophecies, ghetto scholars
Sanctioned affiliations
Hidden knowledge passed down and tarnished
Way too much information
Waited too long to make these statements
Indirect that passive shit
Weight placed on shoulder, still reppin
Two guns up that's average shit
Heart to the game, that marriage shit
Set tatted on my rib, that's real
Thirteen, lost on this path that quick
Twenty-something still tryna catch that feel
Still try'n count my blessings
Still try'n find my entrance
Tears in dark, my preference
PM & the dark, my exit
Still try'n count my blessings
Still try'n find my...
(Somebody's always got to be on the job
Because there's always a job out there to do)
Yeah yeah
Heartless & empty, no empathy
Take one of mine, I'm takin time to kill something
Take mine, time to Robin Will something
You came for the belt & finished yourself
Payed for more losses than victories
Heartless & empty, no sympathy
Took a tab & had epiphanies
What it is & what it's meant to be
What it is life & what is meant for me
Fuck It, it is what it is
You put in & get what you give
Just now finding love, had a kid
More choppers, gotta rack up on clips
More drama, big money, big shitlist
Been shot down, then back to business
Hell & back, who wish'n well
Shit my son ain't gotta witness
Shit I promised I'ma handle cards I got dealt
Still try'n count my blessings
Still try'n find my entrance
Tears in the dark, my preference
PM & the drugs, my exit
Still try'n count my...
Still try'n find my entrance
Tears in the dark...
I thought about what you said to me the other day
Stayed up half the night thinking about it
Fell into a deep, peaceful sleep
I haven't thought about you since
You know what occured to me?