Garden Lyrics

[Verse]

Overworked and underpaid

Tryna get me something made

Black jacket when the thunder came

Talking with my brother Ca-leb

Say one of them, we been delayed, but

Niggas working, least until some change come

Late one, first out, obstacles to surmount, money to make

Funny how this shit just jumped on my plate

Swear I woke up grown, stuck by my lone

In the land of the free, looking for a little meaning

I ain't see the precinct, but my bro did

And what my role is, gotta play your part

If them niggas lacking, call your king to raise the bar

Dreams close but they far (yea they far)

Felt the woe in the morn, hoping for more

Said my soul was the cause, I'mma grow from the losses

Need me a portion, seize is a pawn up

Sweeping the floor with these funny cats

Stuck to where the money at, so don't hit my line

Weeded what was mine, I could read between the lines

Of the shit these niggas do

Counting on my karma, be the thing that get me through

Fighting with these demons, but my brothers with me too

Traded in them scraps for a bigger piece to chew

Your closed eyes ain't gon' never see the truth

I remember coming home on the 52

Wishing for some loot, just to cop some food, but

Auntie had it in the fridge for me

School, it was them or me

Closer to my e-ne-mies than my brothers, in that garden



[Outro]

I'm just tryna make it to the morning

(Tryna make it to the morning)

I'm just tryna make it to the morning

(Morning, make it to the morning)

Yea, I'm just tryna make it to the morning