Another day
And another struggle
Am I me?
Or am I just a double?
Cause I don't feel like I'm the same no more
Man, I used to love it
Now it makes me bored
But that's what happens when your hobby's work
Now they all wanna say I'm a snobby jerk
Said I cannot flex
I'm a scrawny twerp
But I'ma spit it tough
Until my body burst
Cause I'm in it till the end
I ain't in it for the fame
Even though my rent getting bigger everyday
I wouldn't turn it down if it came my way
Cause everybody gotta find a way to make the pay
But today
Yo I'ma change the script
And yell "Fuck all the cucks who say I'm shit"
And then I'll pour it on the pad
Till the pages rip
They say "Chase is lit"
But I ain't take a hit
I'ma take a chill pill
Then kill it with this skill
They tell me I'm getting better
But the kids been ill
My throat won't burn
But I know my skin will
Put my money in the freezer and call it a "Chill Bill"
But fuck that
Cause I ain't focused on the money
If I had it then the people act a little funny
Not to mention
All the haters tryna jack it from me
And the women tryna get it
Even though they called me ugly
Like a month before
Cause the money poured
Into my palm for a sum, now I'm stunting whores
They cut me more, than a rusty sword
But I'ma bounce right back
Like a bungee cord
For the up and coming rappers
Who gonna write their verse
You gotta keep it real
But still rhyme them words
So the moral of the story is
When life gets worse
It's preparing you a blessing
But the fight comes first
And that's real