Mm, yeah
Sometimes I feel like giving up, yeah
It's that real hip hop
I sell dope every day just to make a cut
Police in the hood say "try your luck"
Metaphor to my life, I'm not grinding enough
I feel like giving up (yesss)
Man, it's times in my life I feel like giving up
All this hate that I hear, man, I heard enough
Mom told me that I need to go get a job,
Drug dealer in the hood trying to get me to rob
I really feel like, the pressure of money
People in fire cars, big houses,
That ain’t me
I’m trying to figure out how I’m gon’ eat
I would shop at Whole Foods, but that shit ain’t cheap
So I’m buying, cheeseburgers four times a week (damn)
Drinking Hennessy right before I sleep (yesss)
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