Seven - Meditate lyrics

[Hook: Ubiquitous] Hustle and meditate, headed for some better day Hustle and meditate, headed for some better day Hustle and meditate, headed for some better day f** whatever they say, s**ers hate, well let them hate [Verse 1: Godemis] Okay, shake that a**, ho, you don't want to blow your chance I don't wanna kiss or hug, I ain't tryin' hold your hand People staring at me, looking puzzled, they don't know this dance I'm just getting wavy, meditating in a lotus stance I don't need to make mo enemies, but it keeps on happening What am I to do with all this energy? They say I'm sick as f**, the haters tryin to find a remedy (hmm) They love to hate a n***a, guess they think the hate is k**ing me (no) I'm kamikaze, the flyest and I don't fear wreck Cause they coming up out of the wood work, maybe I'm about to clear cheques One billion e-mails, I'm a slacker so I don't near check Somebody told me they'll sit through anybody to hear Tech You know what, maybe you right, but I might go psycho tonight I'm an animal and I bite, and my 9 to 5 is alright We independent, it feels like the sh** is major I'm ready for all the hatred they about to spit at a stranger [Hook: Ubiquitous] (2X) [Verse 2: Godemis] Struggling for a better day, with the money, we some go getters Middle of the map, made it out the jungle, we're some go-rillas Y'all n***as all washed up, warmin up that bench and getting no scrilla I'm ready on the mound, feel like I'm bout to pitch a no hitter [Verse 3: Ubiquitous] When I wrote this back in November I was grinding to get my own dinner Focusing on my earth fire and air to keep my soul centered Not a pain to my bone benders, under the study of no mentor Feeling the fire from my own embers, keeping me out of the cold winter [Verse 4: Godemis] b**hes coming for the gold member, chopping them off here we go, timber Levitating through the Midi, I harnest they energy, rap with no filter My aura glow when I got that gold but I want that dough next f** R n R, all I want is T and A and plus some mo checks. [Verse 5: Ubiquitous] I'm a profession to progress, I'mma live knee deep in the process You know ces got that dope text and them hot bars we come correct I don't throw sets, I grow press, trying to live my life with no stress My mind clear but my hands dirty, I grind daily, I'm focused [Hook: Ubiquitous] (2X) [Verse 6: Ubiquitous] I got my chips up, tucked away, cutting cake, stacking bread If it weren't my mental state, the hustle made it happen then Motor mouths chattering, I don't hear a word they said If they're hating, let them hate, call that hate encouragement They don't put food on my plate, they don't pay for nourishments So I can't Worry about what they say, I wonder why they worry then Bout I have been making moves where I'm about to take it, too They ain't putting no faith in me, that's why I put my faith in truth Stated truth, shoot them straight, drop-in bags, losing weight Lining up all my chakras so that my body rejuvenate Allow me to elucidate, energy flow illuminate All the bats surrounding me, that's how w-we communicate That's true, hates a human trait, scream at me and my mood will change To believe these illusions making my dreaming shift to illucid state I meditate, leaning back, beating me so I beat them back See the future, I see the past, meet the truth and my people clash [Hook: Ubiquitous] (2X)