(Chorus)

So sick of wastin’ time, keep

Fallin’ further behind and I'm

Playin’ Catch up again ‘cause I

Don’t know who I am

 

(Verse)

Maxed my credit yo, my debit, forget it

My savings account I can't even check it

But ask me now, I’d never regret

Friday payday, I already spent it

I'm always stuck behind the 8 ball waitin’ to fall

Tired of dealin’ with collectors and screenin’ my calls

I need food in the fridge not the clothes at the mall

Idolizing the posters hangin’ on my wall

If this is wasting time I’m throwing out my clock

Searching for green while the light turns red, STOP!!

And proceed with caution

‘Cause often I’m lost in the cause that's costin’

Me the everyday stress of a nervous conscious

Am I gonna sell records? Or is this all just nonsense?

Is it all really worth it? 3 albums deep and we ain't even touched the surface

 

(Verse)

Life's a sacrifice, easy path won't suffice

Still I'm never learnin’ my lessons, enjoyin’ the steaks thrice

Stuck to this couch, Lazy Boy's my vice

Vicariously livin’ through visions of Playboy and Spice

Mama said go out and be somethin’ should’a took the advice

No dough, but commercials got me pheenin’ new merchandise

Want the whole pie won’t settle for a slice

So I dice up the beat while I write precise

Ain't seen an hour of mass and every hour that pass

Has got me seein’ less sand in the hour glass

So we devour gas, treat each show like our last

Tryin’ to blow up fast like a powder cask

Takin’ the edge off as I pound my flask

‘Cause I can’t quit, spit quick ‘til my casket

Everyday a new situation that's drastic

No silver spoons here, cutlery’s still plastic

 

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(Verse)

After rent, cig’s, and beer my pockets were broke

Team puttin’ in work like we’re tied to the yoke

Push like Oxen, punch the clock like we're boxin’

Wishin’ we had bling and rings to put rocks in

Wouldn’t rock the ice even if we were able

Pawn ‘em for their worth, finally pay the cable

Grab some pong balls, go set up a table

30 rack of cheap stuff just hide the lable

 

I ain't complainin’ I just need to be heard

Because the way that I've been livin’, man this shit's absurd

Honest, you could check my pockets

This meal I'm eatin's paid for by bottle deposits

Can’t wait for summer ‘cause there's nothing warm in my closet

They say to make it big you need to be too stupid to stop it

And in that perspective my IQ's plus 2

I'll pursue and push through ‘til my music touch you

 

(Chorus)