None of Your Business
HOOK
Working hard to be a better man
How you support the man but never been a fan
Went and lost it all it made a better plan
Tired of spinning in circles spinning like a fan
Loosing myself to make you understand
I went and caught a high that made me want to land
In your palm is pain, I don't need your hands
I do it for myself, fuck this world and brand
They trying, to kill the man
God, got other plans
You don't, understand
Your biggest haters always been a fan
I got the time today, I got the right away
Don't even entertain, the shit I used to tolerate
Time to myself now every single holiday
I gather up my pain then I say the shit I gotta say
Woah
Tired of giving my love to hoe
Catching high just to escape my lows
Hit the dash pedal to floor
If you don't water your self how will you ever grow
Leaving negativity in past, got to finish first, even second last
People find themselves just to blend with mass
We got no time to spare managing a task
Nigga I need you here don't crashhh out
Your girl ass out to get cashed out
I know you catching highs don't you passs out
Nigga we all tired but don't you gas out no
Live and learn, failing is apart of life
Standing on top of pride made me see new heights
Can Fail a million times one time to get it right
Regardless of what u do we only got one life
HOOK
Working hard to be a better man
How you support the man but never been a fan
Went and lost it all it made a better plan
Tired of spinning in circles spinning like a fan
Loosing myself to make you understand
I went and caught a high that made me want to land
In your palm is pain, I don't need your hands
I do it for myself, fuck this world and brand
They got the armor on, target above the vest
Tired of waking up with stress, when I'm blessed
cll your money in dreams but you don't invest
Swallowed a lot pride a lot of pain digested
When I say I love you all my time invested in your worth, your dreams, forever on your team
Got the mightiest touch, photos in magazine
You know im Filling you up but not your gasoline
One band, one sound, leaving Niggas dead on the ground
cll we see shells on the ground
No more fist fights, no more pound for pound
Just mothers grieving, everyday a frown
We need, love my brothers talking kings you didn't hear Martin Luther or his dreams
We need, love my sisters talking queens we didnt come this far to lose everything
Drowned in water, through the pain and drugs uh
Rip to chamberlain, all the strength to his mom n the pain she's handling
You never know what someone's handling, if you knew the pain probably would be understanding
Uh some people line to hide whet their going through...and I understand
How to be happy in life you never know their plan
If I say I gotchu I'm doing all I can, nobody in this life can ever guide your hand
You stressing over money, nigga I'm stressing over my health
Good health is forever wealth, im good as long as my bills paid
My wealth is giving light to someone else, that been dying in darkness, still working their hardest, once the bond is make it's hard to tear apart us
Forever talking my shit nigga I been an artist
HOOK
Working hard to be a better man
How you support the man but never been a fan
Went and lost it all it made a better plan
Tired of spinning in circles spinning like a fan
Loosing myself to make you understand
I went and caught a high that made me want to land
In your palm is pain, I don't need your hands
I do it for myself, fuck this world and brand