Frigidaire

Felt the cold winds on my back/I’m tryna stack/and the society the algorithm I’m tryna hack/see they left me in the boondocks to make it back/but since karma is a mf they caught a flat/I’m a bonified soldier dawg can’t box me in/but this whole world is animals-foxes and hens/and the moneys all we have in common Lexus or Benz /say you chasing after paper too? We could be kin/so no matter what they throw against me I can adapt/got the whole world on my shoulders working my traps/will they lock me out or let me in I kinda doubt it/life is rapping to an empty room and so I shout it

Now I’m plotting out a strategy/ how bad is we when they se a brother working hard they mad at me/I expect it from the other side but I let it ride yet and still y’all I got my pride way deep inside/now they coming in the door to kick it/system is wicked / but they never really tell when -it’s self inflicted/on my purpose and I’m stacking cash that’s for the gifted/went through 50K in 6 months but that was different/now I’m focused but my heart broke/I lost my kin folk/words’ll never bring ‘em I’m left with pen strokes/press against the glass harder/why do I bother/when it all comes down to it I miss my father/like the old timers used to talk and I would listen/saying hindsight is 20/20 follow your vision/why procrastinate until you’re great it’s like a prison/all these chicks only want the D feel like a piston/keep ‘em blind like they using brail/just to prevail/social media is here to trap us it’s hard to tell/say you doing music for a living it’s hard to sell/trying to feed my pockets to the max they looking frail