I been struggling all my life
It's a lot of shit I been going through
Had to sacrifice a lot of shit man
Blood, sweat, and tears
I just come in the booth and spill all my pain
It's time to get paid nigga
Shit is crazy man
Yeah!
I wonder why I was broke
I had to change my approach
They wonder why I'm so dope
I don't chase the clout and they know
I was applying with hopes
Of getting hired at stores
I'm not getting fired no more
Burning desire for fire to grow
This shit is ludicrous
Depend on what mood I'm in
I don't really do the friends
Those my associates
List of goals like a grocery list
Niggas addicted to opiates
Time that the people start noticing
Shit that was promised still don't exist
Niggas been countin' me out
I just been countin' my blessings
Kept faith they was in doubt
They loyalty I had to question
I live by my morals and ethics
Gotta stay woke in the present
Working hard gave me some leverage
Some people just don't get the message
Over they head like a carry-on
Can't worry bout a race in a marathon
Can't worry bout a wraith in a caravan
I listen to God he won't steer me wrong
Don't need a soul on my side just to cheer me on
Don't need a soul on my side just to cheer me on
I wonder why I was broke
I had to change my approach
They wonder why I'm so dope
I don't chase the clout and they know
I was applying with hopes
Of getting hired at stores
I'm not getting fired no more
Burning desire for fire to grow
No thank you I'm good on advice
I know niggas who losing their life
I know niggas who losing their head
The streets made it hard to survive
Used to play cards for the five
I would never believe in a lie
I shine like a star in the sky
And my time ain't even arrive
Hop in the car and I'm flying
Hungry for more I got drive
Watch out ya boy on the rise
I keep my eye on the prize
I keep my mind on the money
Expanding my reach out the country
I love all my fans cause they love me
They gon be there when it's ugly
I was down bad and depressed
Bitches want money and sex
Keisha was tryna get f*cked
I had my mind on the neck
Making my way to success mode
Ima surpass every threshold
I do it for all of my dead folks
And every last one from the ghetto
I wonder why I was broke
I had to change my approach
They wonder why I'm so dope
I don't chase the clout and they know
I was applying with hopes
Of getting hired at stores
I'm not getting fired no more
Burning desire for fire to grow