6am in Mechanicsville ft. Controlled Chaos Lyrics

And what's behind the curtain

I don't know I don't ask

Are you any good it may be the thing that I am best at

Okay it's six in the morning

I guess I must have overslept

Gotta get my thoughts together now and hold my breath

Ah stand and stretch shoot my man a text

He shoots me back the flex emoji says he's on his way let's get this check

Back in the day we used to spend our evenings getting wrecked

Now we're pushing work trucks to job sites to overcorrect

Skipped college but still piling up the debt

This blue collar around my neck gives a degree of respect I ain't expect

But nevertheless it don't always pay the bills

The inflation rate's rising while the pressure steadily builds

Another day in the life another reel for the appeal

Ain't no more filter on my eyes cause I took the time to heal

So I can't wait for a meal look

We can't wait for the deal and we've convinced ourselves

It isn't enough reason to go out and steal so I'm robbing beats with a new license to ill

And I'm in the backseat with the devil doing some lines so CEO take the wheel

It helps me think

I don't know I don't ask

It helps me focus

I tell my son to keep his grades in the scope of his rifle

And I know one day my daughter could win American Idol

I try to lead by example that comparison's vital

Yeah I got skeletons in my closet I'm missing pages in my bible

I had to get off the prescriptions to avoid that vicious cycle

It was a repetitious crutch that I didn't want my kids to follow

Handle your problems without them now that's the hardest pill to swallow I know

It took me plenty of times before I dropped the bottle

But these days I try and walk around and keep my head up but it's tough

And even harder not to show how much I'm fed up

I'm thinking every day how Rxse and I can get this bread up

Got us in the studio finding flows that'll wake the dead up

But the traps inside this rap game can make this shit feel like a setup

Anxiety and bipolar depression only brings a threat up

I buried most of my triggers

I won't dig the rest up

Thankful that when I go outside I don't zip a vest up

And what's behind the curtain

I don't know I don't ask

Are you any good

It may be the thing that I am best at

This probably sounds weird but uh...feel like I'm connected to it

It helps me think

I end each day in the studio that's just the way it goes

Either working on a verse or putting my logo on some clothes

Another beat into a hearse I'll leave it murdered like a group of crows

Finished up the collab started booking us some shows

And who knows just how far we can make this rap thing go

Well shit I do I'm manifesting this what I say grows

And I'm proof you gotta walk a couple yellow brick roads all alone and truth be told they ain't all paved in gold

You hear Ruda & Rxse think Kanye and Conway

Y'all clown behind the mics a bunch of Eric Andres

Added Azlo to the mix now we're serving up the entrees

We get it poppin' in this bitch for the Padres and Madres

Tal vez en otra vida

I'm smoking on some country grown with little red hairs that's word to Reba

We're magical and y'all suck that's just word to Eureka

I can sell stripes to cheetahs and spots to zebras

Shit I'm the cream of the crop y'all just an average slice of pizza

Y'all's raps are food poisoning with a side of amnesia

Y'all should avoid me like the worm in the tequila shit avoid me like a subpoena bitch

Let's go

Helps me focus you know when I'm here I can control the chaos

You know what the fuck I'm talking about

Off the beat and path