ACAPELLA Lyrics

Tires on the road, everyday I keep em spinning

Everyday I be on GO, until I die, I pump these pistons

More money to blow, that's why I be out here tryna get it

And fuck how it be looking, don't give a fuck about a critic

Put the work in day and night, the middle of my hand stay itching

Sneak peaking inside my head, Im all out in the open with it

Rather keep it in the clouds than to have my mind imprisoned

So I stepped into the game by starting up a business

Off of talking bout the hustle, everyday Im representing

Im tryna rock a show in every city that I visit

I be flyer than a drone running right into a pigeon

Dashboard logo on the clothes for 20 dollars come and get it

Don't need X's and O's, bet these hoes still gon blow me kisses

Aint interested in love right now cause I aint superstitious

To the money I been married in a long as life commitment

I'd be cheating on my wife if I fuck on one of you bitches

Ok, I might just stray away at times, but never going distant

From what ima keep on growing for as long as Im existing

Best thing I ever did was treat myself like an investment

I aint know that action alone would bring me so many more blessings

And through chasing catching blessings, I learned many lessons

Like about the things to worry bout and what's gon bring me stressing

Gotta sacrifice some things to help you get to where you headed

Its been a lil minute since my mind and body rested

And you aint gotta be perfect, just headed in the right direction

You your harshest critic so you gon always feel some pressure

Take a look at your statistics to see where you can do better

Gotta remember that the name of the game is to never settle

When everyone know its your turn that's when they stay up in your presence

Gotta learn to pick and choose who you gon leave and who you mess with

Not everyone can ride man, you gotta be selective

So the gang you move with, gotta be a unit, have the same perspectives

Make sure that ya people eat when they helping you get it

But can't feed niggas too much though cause that's when they get dependent

Cause a leech gon ask for everything and take it if you let em

Take your kindness for a weakness just to leave you second guessing

And my dad used to tell me, tryna deceive me is self-deception

And I used to think that staying silent would've never been effective

But its best to walk away, lose signal, cut off that connection

When they see you can't be reached no more that's when they get the message

I can't trust a fucking soul resulting from my retrospective

All the hate be so damn real and for the love they be pretending

Cant none of that shit faze me tho, progressing on my mission

My eyes stay on the prize I walk around with tunnel vision