Man on a Mission

Oh, I’m a man on a mission
I don’t need your fucking permission
No, the fuck you hating for?
Oh, oh, oh
See, I found out a long time ago
That if you let somebody else control your life
That’s how you lose your soul
Lose your soul

Yeah, so fuck your assumption
I don’t really care ‘bout the function
No, I’d rather be alone
Man, I swear I’m so d-mn tired of the dumb shit
Feel like everybody had jumped ship
Right before I was ‘bout to blow

But now I’m on, yeah I’m on
And I ain’t picking up my phone
If they wanna hear from me
They’ll hear my songs
And I don’t need no one else
I can do this by myself
If you think I’m holding you back
Let me go

I don’t wanna chill and watch Netflix
I don’t wanna stop ‘til I’m d-mn rich
So I’m sorry if you’re mad
But I ain’t spending time
Cause it’s time I don’t have
And I ain’t got no cash, no cash
I’m in the studio now, with a f-cked up back
And you want me to go and get a job, fuck that
I’mma bounce right back, I’mma bounce right back

Man, this that slap
Find me anywhere
Where they puff puff pass
I don’t really care if you’re
White, Black, Brown
Muf-cka, we smoking down
This for my real muf-ckas in the hood
And my folks back home in the South, what’s good?
We gon’ treat this shit like a celebration
You know they thought that I’d never make it

But now I’m on, yeah I’m on
And I ain’t picking up my phone
If they wanna hear from me
They’ll hear my songs
And I don’t need no one else
I can do this by myself
If you think I’m holding you back
Let me go

But now I’m on, yeah I’m on
And I ain’t picking up my phone
If they wanna hear from me
They’ll hear my songs
And I don’t need no one else
I can do this by myself
If you think I’m holding you back
Let me go

Oh, I’m a man on a mission
I don’t need your fucking permission
No, the fuck you hating for?
Oh, oh, oh
See, I found out a long time ago
That if you let somebody else control your life
That’s how you lose your soul
Lose your soul