E.M.P. Lyrics

Back to early morning push-ups Put the weed aside along with them hook-ups

Focus on them goals That's how you push the horse up

G1 to F3, that's how you push the knight up I'ma miss her and them light-ups

But knowin' me, I kinda understand what could blind us

Tryin' to create a reality that I could conjure Not from Italy, but I swear that I'm a designer

That's a double entendre Tryin' to do good, but they make me a monster

Yet and still, I bet I'm a conqueror Swervin' in the beam, cause I don't like

Hondas Rollin' with my team, cause I don't like

slouches In the wheelchair, but I still climb mountains

Fix ya attitude, cause we can't have pouting All my brothers winning cause we don't do

doubtin' Visionary at his death

Won't stop, till them, vision's out of breath Decisions I address with precision like it's

chess A1 to A2, that's the soldier with finesse

Opposition in distress My mission is the test

Gettin' sturdy on this quest Ladies getting left

Treasure in my chest for redemption I possess sativa for the stress

This is more than for the checks This is how you cure a hex

On a mission like a tech I be movin' like a vet

Getting to it like a set Run it up and fix the debt

Had it easy, I'm upset Just got sturdy, I ain't jet

On the grind, I'm comin' next