I got layers to me, I got plans, I got goals, I got tricks up my sleeve I got calls, I got deals, I got people to meet I got drive, I got soul, I got everything I got scars, I got heart, I got family to feed I got people mad, I ain't who they want me to be I got people I don't know, tellin' me what I need Yeah, I got loved ones sayin' that they prayin' for me I'm thankful for the prayers, I need more of those Put my hands together, bow my head, and thank the Lord for it Everything He's done, yeah, ain't none of us are more though So while I'm still alive, I got so much to look forward to Addicted to the craft, got no time to chat Just a little somethin' to hold him over for his next Even when I guess, I get it correct Question my work ethic, that's a question you don't ask No, no, no, I think that Don't ever question if I hustle, work it double Drop a bomb on me, I climb right out the rubble Not a struggle, tossin' me under the bus'll get you muzzled Pop your bubble, throw your compliments right out the window So unique with this, I could flip the script and change the schedule You still think that it happened how it should've, keep it subtle Bunch of geniuses, put their heads together, try to huddle up But still they sit confused about how I learned to juggle Toss around some concepts till I pick one Usually I don't alter my traditions Foreign to me, hit em' with the switch up I just had to get this out my system Get a handful, even with a mouthful of hand soap I still say what I want to, getting past no Better chance beating you, same boat in my sandals To be candid, that's like putting mini-vans in NASCAR with a grandma in the driver's seat with her hands up Show goes on even after the show's over To get past me, you would have to kill me Tossin' what you want aside for longevity, ain't meant to be If it causes everything to collapse and affects your heart heavily What's worth it and what's not, what's certain and which side Would the coin flip through and land on when you guess wrong Do you stand up or stand down, even with a man down I man up, well-rounded, held out for the right outlet Nine houses couldn't make me feel home childish Me left, see the outcome, every ounce of my childhood How I wound up with an outlook so crowded No knowledge, couldn't see through the piles of my problems Still piled up, past tense, man, I wish it was, but I've come So far, so quickly, in it for the long haul It's routine, only thing I'm cool with Losing is losing sleep, and it's only cool with me If it means I get to watch my dreams come true If I kept it brief, still you'd think it was a long story Recording half of the things I think would take six years Prepare, cause the chance that you ask for might show up at your door one night Like, I'm here, gonna let me in or just stare? It's clear, yeah, six ain't enough That wouldn't come close to the content between my ears My layers have got layers, my layers have got layers