on display
it’s 12:34 on my Iphone
I let my breath out
it’s ice cold
lights off
I see no brightness
setting words to dark mode
dazzled by this art form
but I’m in the blindfold
walkin on the block
Dikembe sayin not in my home
smashin’ G like EICO
switchin’ my lane
gonna make me happier
I’m on the tightrope
tryna find a meaning of life
in the hit I caused
some say it’s diamond chain
some say it’s rhinestone
I see a lot of stains
to wipe for survival
The name of the game is
hustle hard everyday
Wons here Yens there
coffee and Nyquil
feel like I‘m foreign
they givin’ me different eyes
the same timezone
I’m playin’ the different time
when we talk about house
I would say Chicago
what they say is Seoul City
and fluctuating prices
we on the different tides
in and out
ridin’ on the different vibes
in this gentrified jungle dry for pisces
my emotion should be hydrated
to persevere with the work I’m puttin in
and flow like the water
been a hungry soul,
so I gotta eat and conquer
a fear of being alone
constantly I read and ponder
the next move I make
I gotta keep the balance
but whatever action I take
maintain a straight posture
aim for the greater goal
the poster boy
being humbled
by every lesson I earned
a fortune that I tussled
throughout the 4 seasons
we wonder luck or hustle
finna squeeze’n go get’em all
the way my cookie crumbles
it’s 12:43
I feel the pressure when I pass the trees
thru the friggin’ smoke that I ain’t see
the paranoia actin’ up
demanding tax and fees
caught up in the matrix
while seemingly stackin bills
coppin’ all the hassle
eatin’ the dream only
allow pain and baffle me
they all blame on me
this road gettin’ lonely
but I just keep on walkin’
to the trophy like it’s a calling
I ain’t goin’ phony
Life is like a battle
winnin’ the dream for me
unleash and articulate
the thoughts chained on me
this road gettin’ lonely
but I just keep on walkin’
to the trophy like it’s a calling
I ain’t goin’ phony