Lyrics Draw The Line - Equipto , Brycon , The Watershed , Professa Gabel , Monk HTS

Pressed for my time got this stress on my mind
Tired of dealing with the bullshit
Where do you draw the line
They tell me the folk but I know it ain't fine
Take my kindness for weakness
That's where I draw the line
Pressed for my time got this stress on my mind
Tired of dealing with the bullshit
Where do you draw the line
They tell me the folk but I know it ain't fine
Take my kindness for weakness
That's where I draw the line

No rest for the wicked I been up the past forty eight
Trying to pay these fucking bills and put some food on my plate
Life is going sideways I'm in a disordered state
Contemplating hitting the homie to front a quarter cake
But we still going to prison at alarming rates
My homie snitched on me last time I caught a case
Hard to embrace I knew him since elementary
Guess he had to cross the line eventually
It's like a symphony horns playing to the tune of my life
Third eye vision vague man I'm losing my sight
I was given the proper tools but ain't using 'em right
Through the darkness find truth in the light
It's like Im too stubborn to ever ask help
Moving too fast sometimes I even pass myself
My situation won't allow me to relax and chill
They bout to flood the street with cops
They just passed the bill
We to the limit

Pressed for my time got this stress on my mind
Tired of dealing with the bullshit
Where do you draw the line
They tell me the folk but I know it ain't fine
Take my kindness for weakness
That's where I draw the line
Pressed for my time got this stress on my mind
Tired of dealing with the bullshit
Where do you draw the line
They tell me the folk but I know it ain't fine
Take my kindness for weakness
That's where I draw the line

Never cross picket lines never ask questions
Less they previously granted you with that blessing
Gram stressing she been cleaning rooms all day
Customer tried to grab at her in the hallway
Her manager told her that she was in the wrong man
Should of made his jaw break where the door lay
But thats where Im a draw the line
Never say it happens often this is all the time
Organize twenty people got forty eyes
You can't touch me or you'll cry I'm a porcupine
You politically correct but I'm more refined
I ain't really tryna hold a sign for this corny guy
And one job should have been enough
And one meal should have never been twenty bucks
Penny rust dollar not paper its thread
And its seeped in the pill placed next to your bed
The meds with the dotted line under the docs sig
The power inside em is toxic I'm nauseous

Pressed for my time got this stress on my mind
Tired of dealing with the bullshit
Where do you draw the line
They tell me the folk but I know it ain't fine
Take my kindness for weakness
That's where I draw the line

I'm weighing out my options
Clowns love to talk shit and gossip
Done so many favors for players I'm exhausted
I feel like it's the checking point going for the extra coin
Many risks but the game blessed ya boy
Still get annoyed when they ask for free features
And overlook the work and take my kindness for weakness
Man this is my struggle doing it cus I love to
I rap for the love the plug is my Side hustle
I don't rely up on this rap business everything is last minute
But still I'm passionate with out the ass kissing
To get excluded & black balled
While some'll think I'm doing big like some rap star
Shit it's not about my ego
But y'all would use community for me to do that free show
That's below the belt
You're out of touch it's obvious you're not of us
And I ain't mad at ya but I done had enough