I’m bout to go up get out the poster
If you don’t my brotha will upholster 
Won’t act like I shoot, I’m not a poser
I’ll whoop your ass like your wife do for not using a coaster

I will not be goin slower
This beats a road my mouths a motor
Yall mfs got no drive 
Yall really need to get yourselves some chauffeurs 

“What he say fuck me for?”
Cause sometimes I just be bored
Keep going click-clack on the keyboard 
And you will get smacked that’s my retort

Yall don’t wanna see me rich rather keep me poor
But any listens I gets a reward
See life is a bitch and she’s short
That’s why I took a hit then hit record

I take hits off the pen for cheap vacations 
I should roll joints and quit vapin
I won’t smoke if you roll it in case you laced it
We playing make it take it

We all got demons all don’t face them
Rather spend time trying to erase them
Every night by moving through life like
We number 8 and play for the ravens

Life gets Meek but still dream chasing 
No way in hell I sell my soul to satan
If the vision blurry I’ll get lasik 
Come with me on this journey we heading places

Imma be an icon don’t care to be famous 
One’s authentic one’s basic
I don’t miss so face it
You don’t get the rock we playing make it take it 

I don’t use the b word for women
Men on the other hand yall some bitches
I give my girl the business
And I don’t finish until she finish

Yall wouldn’t understand I’m different 
Fuck with the Ohana and get stitches 
I’m Bruce the shark yall fishes 
And I smell blood so get swimming

I’m bout to go up get out the poster
If you don’t my brotha will upholster 
Won’t act like I shoot, I’m not a poser
I’ll whoop your ass like your wife do for not using a coaster

I will not be goin slower
This beats a road my mouths a motor
Yall mfs got no drive 
Yall really need to get yourselves some chauffeurs

chauffeurs (prod.benna)

Why be sad bout what coulda been?
Instead, Fuckin live, Take some risks 
Throw, shit at the wall, see what sticks
Bro, know, it’s okay to miss

Took too many hits, and what I do? Turned to taking hits 
Need to slow the tokes Need to go for broke
Get to makin hits
Get to doing the shit that makes me feel fulfilled within

I don’t wanna think no more
But I don’t wanna drink no more
So I’m in the cut like 
With all these thoughts that won’t subside
But hey January was dry 
Not hers though 

I might Swerve bend that corner woah 
Might be thorough with this self help shit
After days at work though I can’t help it
I’m going in circles, Am I helpless? Nah I’m selfish 

Tired of being consumed With 
What everybody else is doing
Assumin they gon hate what I gotta say
Acting like I got eyes on me like Truman
When the truth is 

No one gives a fuck 
So I’ll say what I wanna say 
Ive lost enough 
No more losing
So I won’t dance around it
I Step up to this mic and say y’all shit 

All bark no bite a bunch of Talkers 
Look around and all I see is imposters 
All got your heads down bunch of watchers
I put my head down to go farther 

In love, in wellness, in life 
My biggest fear is that I’ll be enticed 
By a toxic sickenin vice 
So those controlled I don’t want your advice

bruce t.

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