Comeback Season

I've got people to provide for
Promises I've made
And goals to meet
Straight acapella I run with it
Fake love to my face
Man I'm done with it
My city on straight Mickey D's
Cut out all the beef and I'm loving it
I been working OT
The Lord working on me
I'm sorry I haven't been hitting you back on my line
But thank you for checking my sanity
Hustling back on my grind
With the man in the mirror
I don't need the vanity
Reminiscing on back in the day
I was flipping the burgers and opening boxes
Checking the stock to put beer onto palettes
Pushing the supplements
Losing my consciousness
Eating up stress
And I didn't fear consequence
But now I'm just living the dream
You feel me? I'm sharing my thoughts
But to live with a smile it ain't what it seems
To be honest it took me awhile
But really the point of it all
Is way bigger than me
So I keep it a hundred
And when all of the pressure
Starts weighing me down
I'm the one that'll make it a diamond
You name I done it
They race and I run it
So why don't you run it back
Only one time for the city
Who made me like this