Sublime Lyrics

I get lost in myself

Lost in my mind

Working over nights

Feel like I'm wasting my time

Momma stressed bout bills

Told her we'll be fine

Cuz when the sun goes down

It always comes back to shine

That's why

I'm working on my craft

Til the world is mine

And yes I am a junior

But I'm still one of a kind

fuck the money, fuck the fame

world hears my voice then I'm fine

Be real with yourself

Can't always be so kind

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime

I'm reaching for

Black excellence

New Dre checking in

Spend it when I get it

every Friday a new check is in

Hood fucking cycle

But ima fucking break it

Montana said the world is yours

So Nigga ima take it

Big Dre stepping in

E4K I'm repping man

Everything I say is fresh

Like I ate peppermint

And I just be flexing man

Like the second song

If you move right

Then you'll never do wrong

Smoke it til it's gone

Smoke it til it's finished

Fat Kid lotta pounds

Like a Nigga British

Putting in this work

Can't wait to tell momma we did it

But I can only make it far

If I be my toughest critic

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime

So I'll be my toughest critic even when my work sublime