Chorus:
I'm tired of that shit you talk,
Time you start to walk the walk,
Lying in repetition
Truth is missing so I call it off;
Use me up I pay the cost,
Lose your mind I gain the loss,
No more time I'm losing
Now I'm proving I'm my own boss.

Verse One:
I get up then I go to work,
Work my feet right to the dirt,
Work this nine to five
Same old jive, just a different twerk;
Sometimes I feel like the Jerk,
Payday got me feeling hurt,
After paying bills,
Get some kill, that's my only perk;
Nation's got me on alert,
Politicians gone berserk,
Looking for a spaceship
To come beam me up like Captain Kirk;
When it comes to eff-, ort,
Yes I am an ex-, pert,
Been struggling so long,
That my life demands and ex-, cerpt;
Can't define my net, worth,
Priceless like old art, work,
But taken advantage
By this governmental network;
Trying to make my vision murk,
Got me going young, Turk,
Been fighting for freedom
Ever since my momma gave, birth;
Keeping track as they advert,
Counted on like clockwork,
Kiss up for elections
Just to treat us like the usual purp;
Kingsman like I'm Colin Firth,
Know the lies that's been unearthed,
I'm not giving power
To a coward that will make things worst.

Chorus:
I'm tired of that shit you talk,
Time you start to walk the walk,
Lying in repetition
Truth is missing so I call it off;
Use me up I pay the cost,
Lose your mind I gain the loss,
No more time I'm losing
Now I'm proving I'm my own boss.

Verse Two:
We grew up on the same, block
Together we would duck the cops,
Sharing our ambitions
Twisting blunts like they were bottle tops;
Keeping dubies in our socks,
Rolling cigars by the box,
Rapping to the cuties
With big buddies like Sir Mix-A-Lot;
Knowing we would hit the top,
Whether we were broke or not,
Had me skipping school,
To pursue, dreams are all I got;
Putting money in the pot,
Hoping we would get our shot,
Waiting for the chance,
To advance, to a record shop;
Then one day I'm at the spot,
Heard you out there talking big,
Saying everything you did,
And that I wasn't worth shit;
Went out trying to find you quick
To see if it was legit,
Found out that you had
A record deal, with some shady click;
I couldn't believe, it,
Left me on some fake shit,
But I wasn't tripping
I know Karma is a bad bitch;
Caught my dream despite the hitch,
On my way to being rich,
Heard you're doing bad,
And it's sad, that you chose to switch.

Chorus:
I'm tired of that shit you talk,
Time you start to walk the walk,
Lying in repetition
Truth is missing so I call it off;
Use me up I pay the cost,
Lose your mind I gain the loss,
No more time I'm losing
Now I'm proving I'm my own boss.

Verse Three:
Why you playing games with me
I don't do this shit for free,
Giving up my time,
And my money while you lie to me;
Why you seem to always be,
Taking what I do lightly,
Then I try to tell you
And you yell getting all ornery;
Don't know what you want from me
And frankly don't give a damn,
Don't know who I am
Well it's time you get the pro-, gram;
Disrespect me, no ma'am
I don't disrespect you,
Look at how you do,
Then you expect me to stay true;
I no longer care what you do,
Pack your bags I'll pack mine too,
Call your girls I'll call my crew
Talk about me 'til you're blue;
No more late night rendezvous,
No more paying bills I'm through,
I gave my very best
Now avoid my number like the flu;
Taking much and giving few,
Selfishly you hindered me,
Placing all my focus
On your nonsense like it's TV;
In the dark like Stev-, ie,
Wonder why you can't, see,
I've been there for you,
But you haven't done the same for me.

Chorus:
I'm tired of that shit you talk,
Time you start to walk the walk,
Lying in repetition
Truth is missing so I call it off;
Use me up I pay the cost,
Lose your mind I gain the loss,
No more time I'm losing
Now I'm proving I'm my own boss.