Do you mind if I go ape shit
Feels like I’m losing my grip up in this matrix
I’m trying find a tool I can use to escape with
‘Cause all I’m hearing is lies, the truth, I’m trying to face it
All they doing is testing my patience
Hoping that I go Hulk & get they’re face split
Hoping I go berserk & give ‘em a face lift
Feels like that’s the only option that even makes sense
And I swear they get a kick out the outcome
Where I lose my cool and my reactions make me act dumb
But I’m smarter than that tho
Take a deep breath, breathe slow & stack dough
My success makes for the best revenge
Where I do what I love, not even stressing them
And I know yall lil suckas can’t deny & peep growth
On the outside looking in like my life’s a peep show

All hands on deck
Make moves and use the gift and potential we posses to gain respect
Can’t afford to waste time, done watch the clock tick away seconds
That we can’t get back, now check it…

Learn to live off the basics
I can see all the obstacles that we’re all seem to be faced with
Most of us are in the same boat, trying to get our footing right
Trying to keep things balanced while maintaining our appetite
Hunger Pains shows its face on the regular
But some rather spend dough on clothes, whips and new cellular
Choices need to be made, bills, vices or provisions
Depending on your funds makes this a hard decision
Time to strap ya belt tight, might just be a long haul grinding
And these cats in a better position need to be reminded
That we all out to strive for a better dream
Or we gonna have to target them off a better scheme
Cause no man should ever starve in a land as wealthy as ours
Need to stop praising these mortals who are just human stars
Strip ‘em of their labeled wardrobe, cash & extensive cars
And what you have is someone who is exactly like who we are

All hands on deck
Make moves and use the gift and potential we posses to gain respect
Can’t afford to waste time, done watch the clock tick away seconds
That we can’t get back, now check it…

City or the burbs, always come across hater
Gotta brush ‘em off, stand tall, tell ‘em, catch you later
Same dudes see success, now they want some favors
I’m grinding on the steps, they chillin on the escalator
True recognize true, respect the work you put in
So I don’t take shorts, you can always catch me pushing
And the weight that I bare on these shoulders, immense
But I take it day to day, till my life is past tense
Till then, I’mma keep fighting a good fight to the end
Can’t stop, won’t stop, whether I lose or win
‘Cause if I make to the top, I’mma grab fam & friends
And they’ll grab fam & friends, till 99% of us are in
A step closer to the 1 percenters
See if they buckle off the pressure of all these representers
Cause when living good is in the balance, you gotta pick a side
You either with the 99ers or where the 1 resides

All hands on deck
Make moves and use the gift and potential we posses to gain respect
Can’t afford to waste time, done watch the clock tick away seconds
That we can’t get back, now check it…