Potter Payper - Wing cleaner lyrics

{verse} Listen to my thesis I ain't just rappin', man. i mean this Tryina make it happen outta rappin' See, my words paint pictures like a e-fit Mind out, cause you find out G, that kindness is weakness If you grind like i grind then it's slepless I'm a terror in my era with my weed lit Carpe diem, hard life we in So i see the moment and i seized it Then i caught the case, i couldn't mj beat it They be actin' stringer bell, they ain't even ejits Remember i was up and down Sleeping on the floor round reece's Then i lost my freedom, had my people in pieces This lifestyle is strange like {beaches} "no rest for the wicked", so the saying goes I'm still weighin' ozs, thinkin' about my {miso sauce} Soldiers out there two and twoin' in the rain and cold Kitties blazin' white, smackers {?} But that's the way it goes And i ain't talkin' like i ain't involved But i can't see no other way It's like i'm ray, my rap's a ray of hope It's a cole, cole world. j. cole All the stress i take home I've been ot, no sleep Only changed clothes, forever chasin' pesos I be beefin' with regina, man, even in my senior You won't work for a wage But you'd be a wing cleaner And you do that sh*t for peanuts sh*t, you must be nuts I said, you won't work for a wage But you'll be a wing cleaner And you do that sh*t for peanuts Check yourself, man. you must be nuts Man, i've been gettin' reloads And i ain't talkin' bout no wheel-ups I'm married to the game I'm married that without no prenup So i'm due to lose something I just hope it ain't my freedom I said, i'm due to lose something I just hope it ain't my freedom