Work

Get ready for my time
Hustle, grind
I might..
(slow burner)
...Have a while until I climb
Read my gospel
Imma put in work in that time
When the money comes
I'm going to deserve it
Flex on all those who wanted to finesse me
I look sweet, yes, but man I'll hurt 'em
No, I'm not just wording
No interest if you're not about that work
I let my guard down twice
And got taught not to trust so easily
Now I'm basing trust on my drive only
Dropped you off as quickly as I found me
My ambition as a writer, a reminder
Send 'em postcards when I'm up
Just get ready for work