Young Phlo - Progressed Lyrics

I'm at the point where
I done progressed, but it's not enough
I feel like, like my pockets stuck
And I'm just tryna get my dollars up
But I keep spendin' all my gwalla up
And now my car is stallin' up and I can't get it started up
It's past 12 and I ain't even got my daughter up
I'm trippin', I ain't changed clothes
I ain't even ate cuz I been thinking 'bout this dough
But I gotta thank God
Boy I gotta thank God
For real. I should stop and pray now
Couple close calls but they was just prank dials
The state called, dodgin' bank calls
Cuz they want they money I ain't even make mine
But it's cool, I can't play by the rules
I rather grab a tool and make the news
I'm making progress, but it's not enough
No it's not enough. I'm tryna get my dollars up
I don't even thank God enough
I don't even thank God enough
I bow my head, do I got enough?
Got enough? Not enough
Damn man it's not enough
Let me get this started up