Make The Bed - MMXVII

I hear what they saying without even saying it

I make the bed and they just mother fuckin' lay in it

Got ahold of your little pretty portion

Now it’s more than night and day, I don’t know what day it is

The fuck is my calendar?

I mean calculator

I do one over one and I found my savior

I got minor problems now I’m going major

Used to move the meals and now I never cater

I got healthy accounts now they counting me out

Certified swimmer, no drowning me out

Throw in a flash and I’m flushing 'em out

Moments of money, God bringing the hope

I don’t wanna cut my hands on the rope

Taking dirty?

Finna clean 'em with soap

When they gon' stop acting like I’m a joke?

I’m getting sick of these plans

Thought the money would fall in my hands

Losing hope in the places I stand on cause I never get any advance

I do what I love with a chance

That I’ll get all the money to pay all the bills at the end of the week

Night falls and I’m up tryna get the momentum back

I cut to black and repeat

Make sense of the shit that I see

Maybe it’s all in the way that I breathe

Crossing my I’s and been dotting my T’s

I’m boutta chop, cut it off

How do I get a moment of clarity?

I don’t want all of my work to be charity

Time flies when your life is embarrassing

I hear what they saying without even saying it

I make the bed and they just mother fuckin' lay in it

Got ahold of your little pretty portion

Now it’s more than night and day, I don’t know what day it is

The fuck is my calendar?

I mean calculator

I do one over one and I found my savior

I got minor problems now I’m going major

Used to move the meals and now I never cater

Ayo Luc, turn it up

I hear what they saying without even saying it

I hear what they saying without even saying it