I'm always giving my everything I'll be stickin' to the heavy liftin' A little heavy liftin' Even when I'm hurting I keep on working And as long as I'm still alive and kickin' I hit the ground running With the morning sun When a job needs doing

It's everything we know You gotta be loud You gotta be rude So the world can hear you You gotta be crass You gotta be cold Turn it up, turn it up now

This pain is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating Anticipating all the fucked up feelings again This shit's gone way too far All this time I've been waiting For what's inside awaking I'm not, I'm not a whore You've taken everything and Oh I cannot

Ever since I got this you been tryna knock this All you do is pop shit you ain't really on shit This is for my team though we ain't with the nonsense Keep it 103 though, all we do is top shit Yeah, ever since, ever since, yeah I made everything come

Don't want to talk about politics Don't preach or talk about politics Don't let me talk about politics Don't give a shit about politics You want to sleep with him to get to who you need to know Its in religion, sex, and everything we do and say I look

Expectation is taking its toll Fluctuations are aching my soul We may never have been in love Everything you ever told me could have been a lie Stuck on thinking that there is always something to lose, or a hit from above Or a hit from above I don't need

Ayo blast that shit, Max Blast that shit back if you blastin' I've been kicked when I was down None of that shit matter now Everything will be okay Man, just stay up out my way Skit around ends with the bros and I'm kitted to the toes If I touch studio

Money, money, money, money, money Got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Get me feeling filthy rich Put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me Honey, that's money

Sadness grows, sadness stains, You on the table Tears flow again and again Hello love it's London calling Wave the white hanky, a breath for the belly Keep on hoping for blood in the morning Nothing's right, everything's hurting Everything's hurting

I'm on everything Syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed, Hennessy, vodka All these little young kids ain't got no direction Shit, these lil' kids is on everything I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed Sober don't interest me Bout to sip the liquor like