Working till I hit the ceiling
I can't breathe in this feeling
Working till I hit the ceiling
I can't breathe in this feeling
I can't breathe I can't see
Autopilot me man I'm feelin free
Running up the street
Runnin up the lease
F*ck that lease I own it
Man I don't preach
Yeah I really roll
Yeah I really reap
Reap what you sew
Yeah f*ck bein me
Working till I hit the ceiling
I can't breathe in this feeling
Working till I hit the ceiling
I can't breathe in this feeling
Hit em sick sick sick yeah
Stick talk hit a lick yeah
I don't really do that shit yeah
I don't give a f*ck about yo bitch yeah
To sick with it
Yeah you can't check the logistics
Yeah you know really with the physics
Explosive man on a mission
Working till I hit the ceiling
I can't breathe in this feeling
Working till I hit the ceiling
I can't breathe in this feeling
F*ck you pay me
Bitches gettin lazy