Late For Work Lyrics

I'm tired of dealin' with folks I can't trust

I'm tired of all of the fake fuckin' love

I'm tired of people projectin' they bullshit

Because they are cowards themselves they can't love

Don't never forget to go check on your people

People say they love you, but don't know how to treat you

We just get started, that shit was a teaser

Been givin' out grace, but fuck it, I'll meet you wherever you at

Oh they gon' learn, yeah

Let's take em to class

Your life Shikumru I know it's a drag

I don't need to try and put niggas on blast

Addressin' that shit, wherever we at

Niggas think they tough, but it's really just sad

I won't make no excuses, I stand on my shit I won't make no excuse

Yeah, I fucked your best friend, I won't make no excuse

I'm a fuck her again, now I'm fuckin' them both and they lookin' like twins

Will I text shorty back, man, it all just depends

I can't save you my baby, my name is not Kent

T.C. on my hat and I'm reppin' them twins

Got rid of some friends, I will not make amends

All of that hatin', that's why they don't win

Hmm

I got you girl wet like in between your legs In the summer

You know that that kitty is moist

She yetllin' and hollin', I'm touchin' that spot and she hittin' them high notes like she on the voice

She got an attitude before for the flight

She ain't gettin' on that bitch like it is Royce

A nigga gon' make it, I don't got a choice

I'm wary of people, they try to exploit

I don't get rattled, I always stay poised

She missin' her daddy, I'm feelin' the void

My pockets is growin', them bitches on roids

I'm layin' it down and I'm feelin' like Lloyd

She told all her friends that they wanna join

I been a man since I was a boy

Lotta people move shady, I call them McCoy

Don't lie to me, bitch, I'll get annoyed

I'm good with my love, you can enjoy

They'll tell you whatever, it just be a ploy

I'll send out them hitters like they got deployed

Play bout my team and you get destroyed

Call me the watcher, I'm knowin' A lot of these women be on it

You know how I know, cause I'm on em'

Left her in the past, now she want me

No, never again, I'm too saucy

She grabbing' on my shirt, shake em' off, get em' off

Bad little Columbian, her name Tati

She callin' me papi, I love when she bossy

I know I'm your goal, but that shit lookin' lofty

I know I'm your goal, but that shit lookin' lofty

My people need somethin', don't care what it cost me

Got too many flows, they never could box me

Fuck it, I'm gon' expose all they fears

Can't even look at themselves in the mirror

They know who they are and they know they move weird

Reality is, you not in my tier

Tell them the truth, but they don't wanna hear it

They fakin' the bond, it was never sincere

They afraid to be seen, so they disappear

Let me make one thing clear I am the one you revere

I am as real as it gets

My name you never could smear

My words cut through them like I threw a spear

Hide behind a mask, they just insecure

Hide behind a mask, they just insecure

Man, it's been a hell of a year

All of the bullshit, I still persevere

I'm startin' to realize that I am not mere mortal

Creatin' these portals

To winnin' it's normal, I'm usually chillin'

I'm done bein' cordial

I'm on to this money, my commas is plural

I'm linin' them up and killin' them one by one

I'm seein' the dead, this shit paranormal

I'm movin' the bar, this shit gettin' forceful

I could have nothin', I'm still gone win I'm way to resourceful

Wise God my on my shirt, U P on my trucker

Baddie named Rose and you know that I plucked her

Didn't offer nothin', so I just cut her

She tried to get over, but I ain't no sucker

I need to go see my therapist

Before I start breakin' they souls

I'm breakin' the mold

I'm too fuckin' old

To be playin' games with these hoes

I'm so fuckin' sick of the lames

There's so many, this shit insane

Man, I'm done, I'm goin' berserk

I need to relax I'm already late for work