[Verse]
I’d rather make the music cut the money flow
Than keep it to myself collect a check inside a cubical
Contribute to the world in forms of art it’s therapeutical
It kicks the ass of pharmaceuticals
My life a musical
I took an interest in art when I was young
I guess I didn’t have a choice my daddy said to climb the rungs
So I did it but I fell a couple times I wanna quit I said it’s not enough
He told me just to buck it up
And now coming up
Then he said keep it constant and to try to push your luck
So I pushed it it was tough
But then I learned from all the problems
Found that moping ain’t enough
I had to grab the bull and take it by the horns
And take it down by calling out thе bluff
Smoke the weed I take a puff
Saw thе devil by myself inside me
Got me fucked up
Fell down the hole I'm roughed up
Without a single shred of evidence
Of how it summed up
And now I'm posted up
Posted up
[Bridge]
Make the jump
Take my hand
Count the sum
State of trance
Tell me now
In advance
[Verse]
Long ago I lived myself an unfulfilling life
All the teachers told me what to do to graduate and fight
All the sudden got the cap and gown and I be thinking that it’s time
I dropped the books I'm done with school it’s time to grip the mic
Posted in the trap of Snaggle B
I think we all agree
That what I’m cooking up on top the stove is fuckin heat
There’s nothing you can do to stop me
Watch me as I speak
About the life I’m tryna live
I hope I haven’t hit my peak
I hope that everyone can find the meaning in my words
I hope that everyone can take a toke be higher than the birds
And grab the thoughts that I be thinkin as I’m set inside this curse
Instead of taking what I say and throwing to the curb
I had a couple people close to me that did it
Lemme tell you that shit hurt
But I don’t like to hold them captive
Like a cage is to a bird
Instead I let the will of individuals determine music's worth
And if they heads be turning to a song
Then that shits turnt
I’d rather make the music cut the money flow
Than keep it to myself collect a check inside a cubical
Contribute to the world in forms of art it’s therapeutical
It kicks the ass of pharmaceuticals
My life a musical
I took an interest in art when I was young
I guess I didn’t have a choice my daddy said to climb the rungs
So I did it but I fell a couple times I wanna quit I said it’s not enough
He told me just to buck it up
And now coming up
Then he said keep it constant and to try to push your luck
So I pushed it it was tough
But then I learned from all the problems
Found that moping ain’t enough
I had to grab the bull and take it by the horns
And take it down by calling out thе bluff
Smoke the weed I take a puff
Saw thе devil by myself inside me
Got me fucked up
Fell down the hole I'm roughed up
Without a single shred of evidence
Of how it summed up
And now I'm posted up
Posted up
[Bridge]
Make the jump
Take my hand
Count the sum
State of trance
Tell me now
In advance
[Verse]
Long ago I lived myself an unfulfilling life
All the teachers told me what to do to graduate and fight
All the sudden got the cap and gown and I be thinking that it’s time
I dropped the books I'm done with school it’s time to grip the mic
Posted in the trap of Snaggle B
I think we all agree
That what I’m cooking up on top the stove is fuckin heat
There’s nothing you can do to stop me
Watch me as I speak
About the life I’m tryna live
I hope I haven’t hit my peak
I hope that everyone can find the meaning in my words
I hope that everyone can take a toke be higher than the birds
And grab the thoughts that I be thinkin as I’m set inside this curse
Instead of taking what I say and throwing to the curb
I had a couple people close to me that did it
Lemme tell you that shit hurt
But I don’t like to hold them captive
Like a cage is to a bird
Instead I let the will of individuals determine music's worth
And if they heads be turning to a song
Then that shits turnt
( Snaggle B )
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