Verse 1:

I got kickball withdrawal took a sudden pitfall

Never thought from HipHop I would need pit stop

Tryna find a 4 leaf clover in the dirt oh for sure

I'm the stressed out coworker slaving over overtures

It's really dope when the fans come & the words

But they see a ghost of a man cuz I'm overworked

& then I'm underpaid, but yo that come with age

I find peace in the summer shade

& every-time that I wanna turn & run away

I look my son in the eyes and brave another day

So indie..no manager ... Im a slave.. To a calendar

Why you filming fireworks on a camera?

Looking at a phones so long we're missing planet earth

Hook (Dj CrossWalk)

So I toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me (put your glass high)

Verse 2:

Gettin close to makin it but I just need a break

Wifey mad cuz I’m taking calls while eatin steak

Piece of cake? naw it’s not a piece of cake

Cuz I missed my sons birthday I was rappin he was eating cake

They say keep it real then they go and torrent it

How will keep it real put christmas presents under ornaments?

Exhaustion til the coffin never stoppin’

But I don’t have an option i’m tryna make the top 10

Stressed out pullin out hair follicles

Only way to stop is a bottle full

Ya the critics in an article… could never take away my heart of gold

Could never walk in my shoes like barbie clothes

I’m workin you in party mode!

Workaholic, I got far to go

Workaholic, just call me Ari Gold

Hook (Dj CrossWalk)

So I toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me (put your glass high)

It doesn’t feel as good when theres blood in the champagne

& when you break down on the side of the fast lane

& all of your friends only know of your rap name

Cuz no-one really knows you outside the rap game

The quest for royalties will check ya loyalty

When money drips in the pure just like an oil leak

I’m just tryna be a person first and a rapper second

This a dream I’ve been chasin since my adolescents

Life lessons iridescent see my name in fluorescents

Far from heaven, transgressions runnin from the omnipresent

Sicka being sloppy seconds I’m just tryna pay expenses

Cop a benz & christmas presents & do it all independent

To all my people on up their grizzly

Watch for the red in the bottom of bubbly

Cuz you don’t know who’s blood shed off for that fizzy

So i toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me

Hook (Dj CrossWalk)

So I toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me (put your glass high)