MY PACE

Bitch I got too much muscle, too much hustle wit me

Then you best just separate ya ways if you can’t keep up wit me

I ain’t tryna abandon you but you just make it hard to feel it

Tryna read between the lines but it’s hard to make appearances

Hard to make the motivation come to light of day

It’s hard to see the seriousness stuck up on ya face

It’s hard to see these problems all comin ‘bout my way

It’s hard to really point my horns to test the light of faith

 

 

Uh, look at the bad shit that’s happened it’s all tribulation

If we don’t get right we won’t make it

Yeah, just look at Hollywood their an example of what’s Satan

Sellin up their body just to get another bummy payment

They just care about the mula

Care about a big house

Care about the shit that they only prideful about

Marchin up and down the roads, lost souls, lost homes

All alone, no way, you can’t tell that I’m wrong

 

 

Bitch I got too much muscle, too much hustle wit me

Then you best just separate ya ways if you can’t keep up wit me

I ain’t tryna abandon you but you just make it hard to feel it

Tryna read between the lines but it’s hard to make appearances

Hard to make the motivation come to light of day

It’s hard to see the seriousness stuck up on ya face

It’s hard to see these problems all comin ‘bout my way

It’s hard to really point my horns to test the light of faith