Songtexte Orange Leaf - Conscious Rap

Fruit of my labor
Like I'm Adam & eve
Instead eatin the Apple I was smokin the tree
It's windy at the top
But I'm lovin the breeze
Had to work on my shot
And start draining the threes
Slowed up on the dunks
Getting hard on the knees
But in this game called life
I can score when I please
Smile for the camera while I'm counting this cheese
Wipe the sweat off the trophy
But I did it with ease
Custodian flows
I can give you the keys
Mop the floor with you rappers
Cuz my swagga is clean
Lost in reality still tryin to dream
Who thought growin up would be as hard as it seems
You know

Fruit of my labor like I'm Adam and Eve
Fruit of my labor like I'm Adam and Eve

I been workin hard
I swear I'm tired as hell
I done sold so much weed
Surprised I'm not in jail
But I knew my destiny wouldn't be found in a cell
When my aunt hear this song I know she'll be mad as hell
But I had to learn how to work
With the little I had
Plus a nigga didn't really get much help from his dad
Mom been sick for years
Wish I could buy her some health
At times it feels like I'm dying myself
I never asked for nothing I could buy for myself
I put religion to the side and found god in myself
You know

I never asked for nothing I could buy for myself,
I put religion to the side and found god in myself