[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah
Gotta work through the stress, can you handle this?
Ayy, it ain't nothing glamorous
Really, though, can you manage this?
What happens when the inspiration vanishes?
When you hurt in the soul, ain't no bandages
When a hater say some bullshit that damages
Your sense of self-pride, are you still gon' ride
Or will you melt down like a candlestick?

[Chorus]
I said, "What you gon' do now?" Yeah
What you gon' do, homie? What you gon' do?
I said, "What you gon' do now?"
Hey, what you gon' do, homie? What you gon' do?
Said the universe be askin' all
Of us this very question
And how you answer chooses if
You lose or count them blessings, hold up

[Verse 1]
Some days, I been feelin' so discouragеd
Feelin' like there ain't no way my flow will flourish
Goin' hеlla hard, but I'm working for myself
So you know I got no benefits and no insurance
I'm a total purist
Rappin' in the lab until my vocal's perfect
Tryna take it back to when talent was matterin'
But I don't know if people ready for the dope resurgence
Still, every day, I be showin' up consistently
'cause I'm knowin' that the muses reward it
Even when my brain feels confused and distorted
Still, I put the work in, get my music recorded
Some days I be lovin' what I made
I be sayin', "That's something of beauty, it's gorgeous"
Other days I be sayin', "Damn, that's wack
What the fuck is that? I'm about to lose, I should forfeit"
Truly, I'm tortured
I don't know if any artists out there could relate to me, uh
Maybe I'm just fakin' it
I ain't never gonna make it, it's make-believe
What's it gonna take to see the success that I need?
Dog, do I even have the agency?
By now, I coulda bowed out gracefully
Why do I keep showin' up faithfully?
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah
Gotta work through the stress, can you handle this? (Woah)
Ayy, it ain't nothing glamorous
Really, though, can you manage this?
What happens when the inspiration vanishes?
When you hurt in the soul, ain't no bandages
When a hater say some bullshit that damages
Your sense of self-pride, are you still gon' ride
Or will you melt down like a candlestick?

[Chorus]
I said, "What you gon' do now?" Yeah
What you gon' do, homie? What you gon' do?
I said, "What you gon' do now?"
Hey, what you gon' do, homie? What you gon' do?
Said the universe be askin' all
Of us this very question
And how you answer chooses if
You lose or count them blessings, hold up

[Verse 2]
I don't know if it's gon' work
Still, I'm workin' 'til it hurts
Can't be doin' that in bursts
Find a beat, record a verse
Then record another verse
Then record another verse
On and on until the hearse
'Til I'm buried in the earth
Stayin' faithful, music my religion
Every mornin', I be up at church, yeah
Gettin' better, never worse, ayy
Put in effort, lift the curse, ayy
Of my insecurity, rhymin' with urgency
Line after line, I'm alignin' them perfectly
Grindin' to levels that's quite unbelievable
Tryin' to make it so failure's unreasonable
Climbin' to peaks, I don't know if they reachable
Hopin' the skills that I'm needin' are teachable
Fuck it, I just keep on goin'
'Cause giving up is unspeakable, I can't be weak, my bro
I gotta make the speakers blow
With heated flows, I gotta let 'em know that I'm comin'
For the title, I been doing this since second grade recital
And I gotta win, I'm feelin' like it's vital, man, I'm doin' it
The way that I was meant to do it, I'ma just pursue it
I'ma keep on goin', I'ma keep on growin' through the music
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah
Gotta work through the stress, can you handle this?
Ayy, it ain't nothing glamorous
Really, though, can you manage this?
What happens when the inspiration vanishes?
When you hurt in the soul, ain't no bandages
When a hater say some bullshit that damages
Your sense of self-pride, are you still gon' ride
Or will you melt down like a candlestick?

[Chorus]
I said, "What you gon' do now?" Yeah
What you gon' do, homie? What you gon' do?
I said, "What you gon' do now?"
Hey, what you gon' do, homie? What you gon' do?
Said the universe be askin' all
Of us this very question
And how you answer chooses if
You lose or count them blessings, hold up