Maintain (Instrumental)

歌詞

[Prince Poetry] I'm sitting at the edge of my bed and I'm fed Up with negative thoughts running straight through my head Life's ready and I can't make moves, it's hard And I thought it would have been nice to buy papa dukes some shoes Niggas try to get over, pressure on my shoulders Dropped the fat LP in '91 of October Now that I'm older and my man pops is gone My focus is stronger, mom pick up your head, gotta move on Do you remember Mr. J used to say the beats was fat But when it comes to business, nigga don't play I look beyond all this stress to seek fate Mad homicides, unemployment rates sky high Shorty busting caps, cops caught him out there Daytime drama and his mama didn't care That's why I should be rapping and packing pistols on the bully But niggas be stressing me and I ain't paid in fully So I'm dropping something fatter, not for props We're respecting the matter, hops I'm fat, check my stats, Prince drops data for me and my man Pops Rolls-Royce and myself are always getting mad harassed by the cops So now I'm in the chop shop creating masterpieces So it don't matter money what my funny label releases Thanks to the streets and my peeps that made me And the la-la-lee, la-la-lee