Another day another dollar
Or I should say, another dollar that I never made?
And I’ve been living in the squalor
My mind is a ghetto populated by my own mistakes
But I’m looking around and I don’t see nobody to blame
I am the reason I cannot get out of rigs place
Stuck in a rut on my butt every day is the same
I think I need to get out of my own damn way

Because life can be a bitch that’s the way that it goes
But my life is a dish I’ve been letting it soak
I said life is a bitch that’s the way that it goes
But my life is a dish I’ve been letting it soak

I just coast
Day by day, hour by hour
And I don’t see it getting any better cause I won’t get out of bed and try to make a change

On my social media page ya I talk big game
I don’t know how I got y’all convinced to treat me this way
I got a little bit of clout
I’m a little bit famous
But under the facade, I’m exactly the same as you
I get anxious when I think about money
Subconsciously I would rather have nothing
The pressure of the race can be too much for me
So sometimes I just quit running
I need to do my God damn laundry
And talk to my mom I never call and I’m sorry
I’m scared of trying harder cause if
I do then I blunder then I
Won’t have the excuse that I wasn’t really trying
I guess it’s like a lottery ticket
I don’t see the point of scratching cause I probably won’t win it
But I guess you never know man, it could be a million
Only given one life for the living

And yet I just coast
Day by day, hour by hour
And I don’t see it getting any better cause I won’t get out of bed and try to make a change

I need to do my God damn laundry
And talk to my mom I never call and I’m sorry
I’m scared of trying harder cause if I do then I blunder then I won't have the excuse that I wasn't really trying

I get anxious when I think about money
Subconsciously I would rather have nothing
The pressure of the race can be too much for me
So sometimes I just quit running