[Verse 1: Da Dam Sem]
I live a street life, you damn right
Had short days and a lot of long nights
Had-had to get it by any means
713, living life like a dream
All I had was a motherfucking triple beam
N***a, me and my team, we was getting green
Lost some homies, I talked to the dead
Lost my son, it still fucked with my head
I got to go hard to play the cards I was dealt
Caught up in the game, bitch, I hang by myself
If a n***a invade, he gon' have to get sprayed
Keep my eyes peeled 'cause I ain't to be played
I got to get it, that's the model of a grinder
You keep on looking but won't never ever find a
N***a like me don't come around too often
Seen so much death, bitch, I sleep in a coffin

[Chorus: Da Dam Sem]
Up all night tryna get right
I can't sleep, gotta keep my game tight
One eye on my paper, the other eye on the haters
Against all odds, somehow I made it
Up all night tryna get right
I can't sleep, gotta keep my game tight
One eye on my paper, the other eye on the haters
Against all odds, somehow I made it
[Verse 2: K-Rino]
Yeah, I keep waking up frustrated
Money flying out my hand when I just made it
Peoples' ways getting hard to condone
I got to argue in the streets, got to argue at home
Damn, bad ties have to be cut
Fools sticking their hands out like they dapping me up
But they ain't shaking hands, they just faking man
Used to show 'em love but now I can't trust them, I'd be crazy to take a chance
My circle–I'm keeping it tight
I need to stop taking ignant ass people advice
Weak product only cheap as the price
So I'ma make sure the quality of my thinking is deep when I write
You building your name up–yeah, you came up quick
But if they streets don't love you, your fame ain't shit
In the struggle–head first, we diving
Don't nobody wanna see you showing out when they barely surviving, man

[Chorus: Da Dam Sem]
Up all night tryna get right
I can't sleep, gotta keep my game tight
One eye on my paper, the other eye on the haters
Against all odds, somehow I made it
Up all night tryna get right
I can't sleep, gotta keep my game tight
One eye on my paper, the other eye on the haters
Against all odds, somehow I made it