Castro PG14 - Contract Lyrics

Too rushed to take my time, I don't want peace, I want what's mine
It's you on the phone, I'm fine.
Lost touch to make you feel alright
Turn these pieces to Porsches.
All this heavy lifting, I might just invest in a forklift
Yeah, the warehouse is getting packed with these random assortments

God watered the seed, I got my crib in His Garden
Ice cold it's the Arctic
Children, this is America.
Liars, looters, barbarians, hoping that you would marry them
Desperate for the authentic, they beg you to sign a lease
And tell you it's fair while your career hangs by a leash

Think it's better I leave.
Think it's better for you if we didn't have to agree
Keeping you was the case, well I prefer keeping it brief
Rather have a smile on my face while I'm getting this cheese
While I'm checking this cheese,
It's apparent to me

All you doing is yelling out what you wish you could be
All this talking is getting toxic, it's better to breathe
Slow it down, you don't got much time, he's on his way
Truth is you're distracted, impatience consumes you

I told you to wait, Rome wasn't built in a day
And the earth wasn't built overnight
Where's your faith?
What's a hundred thousand players to a superstar?

I took it to the max, boy I'm supercharged
My new set clean like a suit and tie
You better off in the office with suits and ties
This talent got range

Holla
Mama
Look at that mane
I'm back with a new bag, back in a new bag
Back with a new bag, back in a new bag
Stop