iamLoveSeat - welfare.

Bedside begging me to be aware
I tend to toil 'till I reach despair
If I collapse and fall in disrepair
Nobody checking up on my welfare
If nobody buying these beats
They you'll have to do it yourself
Ain't got a plate at the feast
Rummage the pockets with stealth
I kept the blade in the sheath
Kept it calm and serene when they came for my health
Had to feel the defeat
Think you a wolf 'till you learn you a sheep
They pulled the wool over me
Now I see dead people
That's why I do not sleep
Thumbing through presidents
But they always leave
Still got to settle debts
Put that on the ring
Put that on the code
Put that on the team
Bedside begging me to be aware
I tend to toil 'till I reach despair
If I collapse and fall in disrepair
Nobody checking up on my welfare
There is no virtue in suffering
There is no honor in industry
They may betray you just after the prelude
It could get fatal for crumbs
Bet you been stressing the funds
Late night clutched to a gun
Faking the funk
Beating your head like a drum
Like where we getting it from
Bitch I'm here to collect
Flex up on you niggas with no respect
Don't pull nothing on me you ain't no threat
I been conditioning put in my reps
Loveseat get vicious and fuck up your set
Nobody picking up where you had left
You'll be persistent or give into death
In this existence no time to get re
Bedside begging me to be aware
I tend to toil 'till I reach despair
If I collapse and fall in disrepair
Nobody checking up on my welfare
Bedside begging me to be aware
I tend to toil 'till I reach despair
If I collapse and fall in disrepair
Nobody checking up on my welfare

Written by:
Henry Rudolph Jr.

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