Lyrics Off Day - Earthworm

Gimme space lemme think about it
Every single tape I just weave around it
They just want the bass and a couple drinks in they face
I'mma make sure you ain't leave without it
See unclouded
We so proud kid
We don't ever tell you but we ain't doubt it
If you ever leave this place and do yo' thing for the state
We gone have yo' back if you feel the crowd shift
Every time i ever felt low
Music held me down
With the shows
And the fans man I never felt alone
Every time i saw the hands in the sky
Never let the chance pass me by
I'm all in
Never said i wasn't
People change n then you hate to love 'em
We so focused in on moving forward
Looking back seem like a bad discussion
I spent so much money on this music
Man i coulda bought a future plan
But everything so useless if you still unhappy
Lately i been feeling hungry
Tell em i don't give a damn
What people think about the movement
I'm too busy crafting
They tell me that the early bird gets the worm huh
Why you think I'm up before the birds ugh
They tell me that the early bird gets the worm huh
Why you think I'm up before the birds ugh

Raw style like I'm Mugen
Regulate the escapade
Pages like white walls
Ooh
I came to decorate
View the booth as my getaway
Track like an interstate
My GPS be the interface
As I interlace
These messages
And wake the beast that slept
Between the crevasses
Fall into the crease like
Dirt do it on the sidewalk
Roots deep enough to catch a flow
Even if the ground has dried up
There's flowers growing through cement on my block

Cruising in the taurus thats my mommas whip
I don't care about the money it'll come with the accomplishment
All these people with me like accomplices
All this new shit is evolving my single top it
Like a condiment
Ay
You should call it quits
Ay
Writing all these albums I'm about it think i need an off day
Word is bond
Thats some glue
My feet don't leave the city til she perfect
Thats some gum under my shoe
I don't give a fuck how you view me in the booth
I'm too busy writing all my words just looking for some truth
Still RP til the death of me, wasn't on no gang shit
But views get misconstrued we was written on that gang list
Only searching for some homies we could hang with
Bunch of hooligans we fooling them
They couldn't speak the language
Who drop
A new lot
Of true thought on em
Who got a new thought
Who been following
You been swallowing
All that medicine
It's got you stuck
Only thinking bout the present tense
Never looking at the evidence
Cash my pennies on myself
You was throwing pennies in a well
You were wishing you were someone else
I was thinking of a different avenue for a way to help