Letras
Ugh, yeah, yo
Uh
"Ayo, Mack, what's the deal?"
Same old
Shit, I'm just tryna keep the spit game cold
Tryna grip more cheese than these games hold
Tryna see marquees with my name bold
But you know it's a hard grind
And it's the opposite of part-time (ugh)
It's not a sprint, it's a marathon
I ain't looked back once since I left the start line
Ups and downs like the stock market
All I know is keep my drive, do not park it
'Cause if there's no struggle, then we're not artists
And in the end, they gon' give it to who fought hardest
So I keep fighting through this
Industry sleep tight, keep writing new shit
Damn bro, you shoulda been blown up
Don't confuse it, getting deep like Confucius, homie (Yeah)
Under pressure, tryna hold the line (Ugh)
Weight on my shoulders 'bout to fold his spine
I always got my goals in mind (Ugh)
Trying not to leave my soul behind
I'ma go for my mine
(I'ma go, I'ma go for mine
I'ma go, I'ma go for mine)
I'ma go for my mine
(I'ma go, I'ma go for mine
Under pressure tryna hold the line)
I'ma go for my mine
(I'ma go, I'ma go for mine
I'ma go, I'ma go for mine)
Yeah, I'ma go for mine
Always got my goals in mind
Tryin' not to leave my soul behind
I'ma go for mine (Yeah)
"What up, Mack?"
Tryna be a boss, bro
I'm having problems getting lost though
I'm living in the city where they sell dreams
Wholesale like you coppin' 'em at Costco
Get some buzz, they'll be hoppin' on your jock People love you when you hot
But the second that you drop low
They're quick to talk shit on your name
So you're never gonna make it if you're riding avocado
That means soft, you better stay firm
People wanna knock you out and take they turn
And when will they learn