Affirmations Lyrics

Mixing up the weed with some lavender

Made another beat for the massacre

Haters talking shit but sitting passenger

Coveting what I earn

Mixing in the lobby of the spirit plane

It started as a hobby in the seventh grade

Use to be nobody now I'm getting paid

Even the somebodies want to feel the wave

Chuko plays the game just to level plains

Pressure on your neck when you hear the name

Excelling through the ceiling is the mental game

Shattering the glass, I don't need a raise

I'm clocking double shifts I don't need a break

Spirit made of steel, I could never break

Serving silver platters with the humble cake

Bitches run their mouth but never ventilate

When I'm spitting game

Yeah, I'm never late

Because I pull it out so she is never late

But we let it bake

Man, who wants to hate?

Man, who going to hate?

Mixing up the weed with some lavender

Made another beat for the massacre

Haters talking shit but sitting passenger

Coveting what I earn

Oh, you got the nerve

So pass the herb, I'm trying to burn

Until I'm undisturbed because you got the nerve

Nothing is blurred, I'll keep it blunt

Nothing was given, this shit was earned

Broke rules of the game with a sixty four

Full ride, I was walking through the city roads

Finessing all my units, didn't need a loan

Sally Mae was never leaving me alone

She swear I do the most but I got double majors

Wearing thrift clothes but I'm pulling paper

Giving game to the youth of my community

In hopes they will claim their immunity

Because their neighborhood is getting gentrified

My people's mental health is looking petrified

Because collectively we have realized

The real lies underneath the sky

As their climbing to the top just to make their rent

Let me vent, keep it cool but I'mma break sweat

Watch your neck, sneak diss like kicks

I'mma hit a check, I'mma run it back, yeah

Mixing up the weed with some lavender

Made another beat for the massacre

Haters talking shit but sitting passenger

Coveting what I earn

Oh, you got the nerve

So pass the herb, I'm trying to burn

Until I'm undisturbed because you got the nerve

Nothing is blurred, I'll keep it blunt

Nothing was given, this shit was earned