[Hook: A.ReeveZ]
Shit, you ain't the only one struggling
You ain't the only that's going through a bunch of shit
You ain't the only one that gotta feed a couple kids
You ain't the only one hustlin'
You ain't the only one that's going through it
You ain't the only one that's going through it
You ain't the, you ain't the only one that's going through a lot of bullshit
Empty ass fridge, you just gotta live, nigga you just gotta live
[Verse 1: A.ReeveZ]
You ain't the only nigga hustlin'
You ain't the only nigga strugglin'
You ain't the only one depending on the government
I know a couple niggas wishing they was where you is
I left the Navy, got broke as fuck, had a baby
Money problems, me and her momma was at it daily
I'm eating dollar menu I can feed a daughter bruh
That's what I'm thinking while I'm pricing all this formula
Price of pampers quite bananas
When you ain't got a job to help you manage
Bills pilin' up like that yellow shit, understand me?
But take a look now, I'm good, I'm eating like I ain't full
My daughter wouldn't want for shit if she could
Keep dat bullshit out your life and out your mind
You can't fight negativity, it'll win every time
Long nights dreaming bout them M's, riding benz
When I woke up niggas barely making ends turned to friends but shit
[Hook: A.ReeveZ]
[Verse 2: A.ReeveZ]
I never needed a mother or dad to make me happy
And that's exactly why I no longer let it effect me
Although when growing up I learned to never open up
But now I'm old enough to know that shit just hold me up
I'm coming up while every other nigga coming down
You want 24s bitch I want 24 thou
Flip that shit to 48
And then I hit a million 'for niggas get a chance to hate
Bitch I'm after great
As of late I ain't hear shit you niggas had to say
In my way and you can beat it like you masturbate
Close your mouth unless you got something positive coming out
Or I promise you we not gone be fucking round
Yeah I gotta daughter and I'm bout a fucking dollar
And I'm qualified to get it any way you wanna call it
Long nights dreaming bout them M's, riding Benz
When I woke up niggas barely making ends turned to friends but shit
[Hook: A.ReeveZ]
[Verse 3: A.ReeveZ]
Fuck you and ya petty ass problems, I ain't bout em
And naw I ain't Drake, I really started from the bottom
Now my niggas all bring grams to the party
Smoking on the same weed they sold Bob Marley
Hardly a come up, cuz we been working longer than a motherfucker
So it's just no wonder
And I remember one summer I hit rock bottom
Niggas DDT'd me and said they not riding
But fuck it, I got it on my own, riding all alone
Call me Billy Hoyle, bitch I'm in the fucking zone
You niggas was looking fresh and I looked a mess
I was stacking paper bitch, now look at us
You get what you think of, you get what you speak of
Shit you gotta see it if you want it Cuz
Spent years trying to make ends turn to friends
Now my niggas waking up to M's in a fucking Benz nigga