(Hook)

I’ve been grinding in the mud, trynna get that cash

Lost my savings in 6 months that’s 20 bands

They never saw the vision, though i kept my position

Im just a stubborn motherfucker that never listens

Verse 1

Momma used to rip lyrics off my wall,
but she didn’t see the pictures that I was trynna draw

Knew my talent was raw so i’m on the right course

I could give a fuck about a haters opinion thoughts

Cos everyday I’m thinking a thousand ways just to get paid

Options either do or die, two choices made

Probably why I’m constantly stressed as fuck

Gotta rely on reefer clouds just to lift my mood up

Temptations to sell and push coke

But the weed kept me lazy, In bed as I wrote

Old plans veer off now I’m drawn to addiction

Four walls writing I built my own prison

How many more nights I gotta shadow box

Demons in your closet, mines fills the apartment block

X-ray differs, I show no signs of stress

Cos I’m puffin O’s to preserve what’s left

(Hook)

I’ve been grinding in the mud, trynna get that cash

Lost my savings in 6 months that’s 20 bands

They never saw the vision, though i kept my position

Im just a stubborn motherfucker that never listens

Verse 2

Too young to get caught up in the system

I look around and ask god what’s really missing

Burning in hell, my skin changed pigment

Gripping on life, tomorrow is different

Seasons lapped and Im still polar opposite

Misery clings, when Im being positive

Nowadays I’m hard to reach, like a short circuit

Prone to being anxious, weeded out nervous

Losing track of time I been living in my mind

My girl reminds, take one day at a time

I moved on to mary, she came without a luggage

But I’ve been spacing out on an empty stomach

Made myself immune, I’m taking in a lot more

Secure the bag, plug had me ina weed galore

Gone from a distance, undis-closed location

Trynna live out a figment of my imagination

Paved a way, y’all boarded the same carriage

Devoted to the game, no open hand in marriage

My heart lies, within each line that’s written

You can’t be fired, from a gift that’s given

I’m rollin over hip hop & dudes on sidewalk

Mention my name, bodies get outlined in chalk

That’s how the story goes, history repeats!

Verse coffin deep, may my soul rest in peace