Check Please!

On a war path, gotta press the issue

Sick and tired of checking my math

I been running laps around the jokers tryna take out my knees

Glory to God for the wings He got me soaring with ease I'm fed up

You want it but it don't come cheap

Out here working by my lonely to the sound of the beat

Hit the top then the bottom, got back up on my feet

Now I'm raging on, waited for this moment so long

To myself I wonder what really matters cause I could pile up a platter of shit that make the mind splatter my dude you gotta keep up

Thinking exterior drives a man to delirium

When the battle come spiritual face to face with the mirror

See everybody want it but it don't come cheap