Marc Goone
Dennis Rodman
Uh, problems, problems, everybody got them
Wake up and feel like you gotta save Gothem
Some people flaunt them like Dennis Rodman
Some people hide them inside and lock them
And not do shit about them, let them build
In the short term temperary, now you feel
Like you may not be exemplary, but you will
Deal with it tomorrow, but for now you're gonna chill ‘cause

You keep looking down, you’re looking for me
You're turning around because you fail to see
There's just one way, to spend our time
So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine
(Living mine, living mine)
So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

Drive for a month and I ain't got no cash
Dipping in everyday to my built up stash
My album dropped, my album flopped
Want to go out to get drunk but there is no chance
My friends won't go, they all got jobs
They quit going out, and they don't smoke pot
Sick of my mom asking hows my job
Well, depends on this months crop
Uh, my friends say I'm high too much
Uh, my girl says I hide too much
Uh, the mirror say I lie too much
And I’m out of touch, but if I do such
Why do I feel as if I gotta try too much
Most of the time I would buy you lunch
Decide if I like you but I had a hunch
When music and me met, I fell in love
Uh, and I would die for the stuff
And I've laughed, and I cried and I got in a rut
And my profit is done, and I pop in a rut
When I’m with you I'm happy, I’m not giving up ‘cause

You keep looking down, you’re looking for me
You're turning around because you fail to see
There's just one way, to spend our time
So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine
(I keep on living mine, keep on living mine)
So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

Sometimes I'm comparing my rhymes
Like what the fuck he made it and I ain’t it yet
Why the fuck I'm slanging but can't pay rent
Try to make a way where there's no payment
I wake up everyday miserable, 'til I
Get to writing and hit the bowl, then I
Feel like a boulder lift, and my outlook shift
And yo, then I get on a roll, woah
Fuck yea, it's hard in my market
Trapped here in a garbage apartment
But I am an artist, a hardship for me
Is catharsis to others, some bars and a beat
So, got no frustration, fuck validation
This enough for me man I love creating
And can't take that away from me
Yo, I already made it, can’t you see? (See)

You keep looking down, you’re looking for me
You're turning around because you fail to see
There's just one way, to spend our time
So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine
(I keep on living mine, keep on living mine)
So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine
(I keep on living mine, keep on living mine, living mine)
So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine