Skills Over Politics

It be some days I forget to eat trying to get it, I hustle different

A lane of my own, I'm on a mission

And I'm never switching, steady gripping

Some days hate the way I'm living

Staring at my ceiling, plotting trying to make a killing

All my life I played the villain role

Popular loner, they can't relate I got a old soul

Play you a goner, it's on me I ain't got to show the pole

Been writing down my goals, only za bags I ain't touching lows

Get them in and we get them gone, lately been in a zone

On the move ain't picking up the phone

Man I can't tell you when I'm coming home