I'm tired of the hate I'm tired of the struggle I just want to escape get to the hustle ain't no Callin rape I got my muscle I'm never late but you keep the muzzle I'm on a new slate my playlist on shuffle enough on my plate no need for the trouble I'm no longer bait waiting for double it's what you create it all fell to ruble I can not relate it's time to be subtle you cant reinstate no time for the huddle I dont need a rate I do wanna cuddle you sat at my table and ate go to the tunnel and dont be late pick up the duffle and go to your state (ps I know it's short i didnt have a lot of time)