[Verse]
Trying to keep it so I'm motivated
But I'm fucked up with everything that's dough related
And though I love it but you don't know how it feels
When opportunity's coming but so are these fucking bills
Real Talk, Yeah
I know it looks like I've been holding up
Cause bigger tours and bigger stars say I can open up
But since I'm new there ain't no budget to be broken up
So I know I'll get there but I'll get there feeling broke as fuck
Barely making royalties
Don't know how much longer my home label's gonna spoil me
They all believed in me and say it's about to happen
But that ain't doing shit I feel like everything is dragging
I'm sick of looking for an open door
Knowing that I'm better than these bitches that I open for
All in all I'm just trying to make a living
So I wanna know what's next if this is only the beginning
Focusing on winning got me pushing all these women
To the side because I don't need nobody with me bitching
This is the longest fucking mission
And I feel like the struggle is my strongest competition
Labels coming at us with these stupid propositions
Got me wanting to go backwards to the block where I was pitching
But I refuse to go to prison
And if I quit I'm living up to every contradiction
All you gotta do is listen
To see that real exposure is the only thing I'm missing
You can either do it or continue to keep wishing
So we going state to state to get respect and recognition
And when I do these type of songs
With goosebumps on my arms and my sweaty palms
Chills up and down my spine, shit running through my mind
Don't take the time to wonder what the fuck is wrong
Real Talk until I'm fucking gone