No One & Everybody

[Intro]
OGs complain "they only care for the cadence"
While country artists seem to treat they culture like Vegas
The main thing missing that they'll never say is:
"He say, she say but we never say 'us' "
Young ones turn deaf and defiant with dreams of flying jets over the land as a giant
Wondering who they are, asking who the fuck I am
Clarity came when close friends became clients
Faith is belief in things you can't see which explains how important appearance can't seem
Power's in perception, practice is in perfection
Pain is in passion, precedence is in preference
Pride is like protection and your past is a prison
Existing is exhausting but death is a decision
Sounds make up our soul so realize your rhythm

To all the kids out there dressed like rappers
Remember, you control the speed

[1st Verse]
Yeah
Check, look
Woke up in a cold sweat, trying not to live with regret
Invisible hands seem to be wrapped around my neck
Drinking my fill tonight cause I do it all for the check
Racing for Lambos, putting cheddar on yo head
Death around the corner so when whips hit the street
Can't be in cars that don't go fast
My ---- said -- used to get stripped down naked
Damn right, if you make it, better show yo ass
Got ripped from the motherland so where you at is not home
Sick, nah sweeter than the syndrome, Stockholm
Little ones sleeping with that Mac and he got Chrome
One eye open, down to smoke you like Glaucoma
Shit I never understood 'till I got older
Promises from some friends that did not hold up
Blood spills, got chills when the cops rolled up
Now these chips on my shoulders more like boulders
A stream not gone boost ya self-esteem when you stand to a stream and you hate what you seeing
What you about painkillers by the 3's, tryna unlock doors to heaven with whiskeys
If I shed tears, you would swoon, shit sweet
7 days later, yo body swimming up shit's creek
Pains, settle on my mind like autumn leaves
Niggas gotta go against they nature smoking all them trees
Why you hate being alive my nigga?
All your instincts built you to survive my nigga
All these people dead inside going live my nigga
A twelve-hundred dollar toe-tag prize my nigga, uh
It's hard to cope knowing niggas didn't live long
When I wake up every day knowing I live wrong
Can't pop shit without niggas getting pissed off
They'll even try to turn distance to diss songs

[Chorus]
How you so calm on the outside? Yeah
Well they don't know what I been through, shit
I try to keep it on the inside, yeah
That shit been weighing on my mental

I've been working overtime, all the time
I got trouble on my mind
I've been working overtime, all the time
I got trouble on my mind

[2nd Verse]
J-A-Y, look
You can delete every single one of your profiles
Niggas acting like Twitter the reason you don't smile
Cause even if you didn't use or have an i
Phone
The President still tryna feed ya light soul
Still dark in ya mind when the lights on
So your bruises don't show, ya putting ya ice on
Up all night tryna write the right songs
Snakes hate cause I rap tighter than a python
You still not moving correctly in life, dawg
You still wanna beef with niggas and fight, dog
Fly nigga but you ain't sent ya brother a kite, dawg
You tryna live easy and thinking you die hard
You still won't be who you are, niggas is scared
You still hiding hurt that you say that you didn't care
Anybody rising above you suddenly wack
You still letting niggas say "nigga" that isn't black?
Home with a holier-than-thou, self-righteous
Confirmation bias from people that act like this
How can we decide who should be there when we winning
When everybody ain't nobody cause everyone is sinning?

[Chorus]
How you so calm on the outside? Yeah
Well they don't know what I been through, shit
I try to keep it on the inside, yeah
That shit been weighing on my mental

I've been working overtime, all the time
I got trouble on my mind
I've been working overtime, all the time
I got trouble on my mind

[3rd Verse]
J-A-Y
How I'm supposed to get help when I'm tryna get by
And everybody 'round me in this bitch is getting high?
I be so anxious to keep it Ginuwine
Issues run deep in those genes of mine
When life gives you lemons, will you be sublime?
And ol' Jah rule the world, he always on time
'Cause artists have it bad like '87, '01
Ladies push ya tits up, Gents gotta show guns
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice, nah
The lighter the skin, the sweeter the youth
Your favorite rapper can't be bothered into speaking the truth
And these the same mothafuckas who be leading the youth
Complex of the starving artist-is
Cursed and gifted like pear trees and partridges
We don't lest to we lay up in the coffin's end
The pen on strangers, it's full of hearts to them
All my thugs, look the beef is gone ground you
Lost boys in the grave, look at where the found you
Identity crisis, going in circles
Why the fuck you think they saying they can beat ---

[Chorus]
How you so calm on the outside? Yeah
Well they don't know what I been through, shit
I try to keep it on the inside, yeah
That shit been weighing on my mental

I've been working overtime, all the time
I got trouble on my mind
I've been working overtime, all the time
I got trouble on my mind