[Intro]
Another day another struggle
I had to stumble so I can stay humble
I put my blood, sweat, tears in this rap if you tell me to trust you I would never trust you, Damn
I never runnin' from nothin'
Everyday someone tell me they my cousin
Girls on the road wanna know my real name, boy
I just tell em' it's McLovin

I, used to be such a pushover
I was someone that they looked over
Fastfoward I got millions with my lawyer contracts gettin' looked over

[Verse 1]
I'm [?] when he in the paint
Lame ones gettin' boxed out
This year I made a 100 racks
Not bad for a drop out
Left behind all my day 1's because my day 2's were more ride or die
No kings, just equals
Ain't no human that i'd idolize
I light this shit up like some fireworks
But you light this shit up like some fireflies
You think that you taking the limitless pill but you killing yourself like a cyanide
Sold all of my jewelry
Cause that shit was a waste of bread
Swear sometimes I almost killed myself
That's back when I was taking meds
Death threats everywhere I go i've become so numb i'm not afraid of death
But I got women, and I got money, and I got love and I'm chasing checks
Nothing in the grand scheme of things when you smile and then you don't mean it
I got a lot of shit up on my plate but that mean everyone around me eatin'
I don't even look at the clock no more
Everyday is hustle season
If it ain't about a bag I don't talk
I don't move for no reason
[Chorus]
We all bottle up our emotions
Pretending that we so savage
I would rather have a good girl
I don't need me a bad chick

[Verse 2]
Loyalty over royalty
I like a women that respect herself
Independent, get your own money
Even go and pay rent yourself
I don't want it if it's too easy
Rather have something to work for
I don't need a Beyoncé
But you can ride on this Surfboard
More attracted when you just yourself
I don't want nothin' fancy
I love em' the way God made em'
Not Doctor Miami
Had to go get my hands dirty
Never ever had a helping hand
Comin' up people in my city never showed me love they never felt the plan
Now they posin' their backs to me
Cause they see I got hella' fans
Used to ride Payless shoes now like Coachella I got "hella' bands"
From thrown out homes, to sold out shows
Light been up like the [? hold out Jones]
There's a couple people tryna' bite my flow
Homies switched up like an old Iphone
Grinding till i'm on top man, ain't a chance I'ma stop man
I was struggling a lot man
Guess that it was just God's plan