I've been going through some changes
Hustle all winter in the Spring we copping Ranges
Locked in the studio for months with my anger
Just Hennessy and blunts
My therapist think I'm in danger
I've been going through some changes
Hustle all winter in the Spring we copping Ranges
Locked in the studio for months with my anger
Just Hennessy and blunts
My therapist think I'm in danger
Bodega money in the bag
Longshoremen paper
Getting money on the ave
Poverty will make a righteous man
Grab a mask cause America
Got us all addicted to the cash
Strive to outlast all my demons
From the past
Hustling for Ranges
With the wood grain dash
Never let fear tell me
What I couldn't have
Never f*cked up the count
And I didn't like math
My path is the fountain of youth
To take baths
I'm sifu to you
It's lyrical Kung-Fu
My tongue is a sword
And emcees get thrashed
Keep my yard cut
To spot snakes in the grass
Parasites move in a bacterial mass
I'm odc and if your dirty I'm a blast
At last ignorance spreads like a rash
Without wisdom understandings a tall task
I've been going through some changes
Hustle all winter in the Spring we copping Ranges
Locked in the studio for months with my anger
Just Hennessy and blunts
My therapist think I'm in danger
I've been going through some changes
Hustle all winter in the Spring we copping Ranges
Locked in the studio for months with my anger
Just Hennessy and blunts
My therapist think I'm in danger