[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I been in and out of pocket like a wallet
I only come out when it's time to pay
The grinder's wage, the cost of every line I say
Appreciates with time, it's like a stock or a bond I save
And if words were dollars, I'd be rich, but they ain't
And if thought or scholarship was dope, I'd be dank
If the smoke was the pain that I feel from all the hopelessness, shame
From the wokeness I gained, you could roll me up and toke me away
Shit, I just been tryna find a groove with it, yeah
In my slippers on the stoop sittin'
New chick got me stiffer than a new fitted
Told her you an escape for me and she was cool with it
And I don't wanna need, need, need my vices
I just wanna free my mind (Yeah, yeah)
But if I'm gon' believe my life is mine (Yeah)
Baby, I'm gon' have to redefine
[Chorus]
My mama told me one thing about you, baby
Is that you always show up when it's time
But I been takin' L's all month
I been win-free, I'm feelin' like Oprah
I'm on my grind, though, and if I fuck it up, fuck it
If I fuck it up, fuck it (Fuck it)
'Cause when it's time to show up I'ma show up (Yeah)
Sure enough, baby, matter of time, matter of time
[Verse 2]
And if I fuck it up, fuck it, at least I wasn't a puppet
I'm warrin' with the money like Buffet
I don't wanna need or want it, I ain't budgin' for your budget
That's a luxury of luck, it's a lot of folks out here starvin'
I pour my OJ in a glass, I said, "Mom
What if I do my best and it don't last?" I said, "Mom
What if I'm to crass or too passive or blasphemous?
Or if I get too nervous to act?" She said, "Yo, hold on
You forever been different
When you ain't in the room, baby, the elephant's missin'
When it's your time to go, you in your element
They forever been tellin' Craft to leave, but somehow every diss miss him
You got that type of strength that look like weakness to the untrained eye
But you gon' be above these feelings, baby, one day, I
Know you don't need 'em when the lights go on
Now man the fuck up and go write your song," one time like
[Chorus]
My mama told me one thing about you, baby
Is that you always show up when it's time
But I been takin' L's all month
I been win-free, I'm feelin' like Oprah
I'm on my grind, though, and if I fuck it up, fuck it
If I fuck it up, fuck it (Fuck it)
'Cause when it's time to show up I'ma show up
Sure enough, baby, matter of time, matter of time
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