Industry Life
See I stepped in in the game
Do it for the love but they think I'm after fame
Keeping to myself, keeping in my own lane
Writing all these bars helping me reduce the pain
Dreams of having cars and a mansion in the hills
Dreams of how my mama ain't gotta pay bills
She can chill now, she can chill
Yeah she can chill now, momma you can chill
Know I got your back now, you can chill
In the city got the rumors popping
About a shawty and another that I got in close with
Like what, really, crazy
It's seems like they living for me now, like they arranged it
And sometimes man it feel I'm in a basement
Trapped under while I'm fighting for a placement
Man eat man, Hook trynna kill Pan
Shit's weird when you trynna be the
Kinda funny how they wanna say they know you
Whole time any time you see em they ignore you
Calls never go through, messages be aired too
But when they see you they go
Ati gang gang with the cliques and the chicks
Placing all their worth all the boys they chill with
All the clubs they get in, followers requests and
All the trips to Diani with the besties
See I ain't with it
All the pleasing all the ass kissing
Treating niggas like they be running the city
Like they the ones with the keys, and you gotta say please
Kinda weird for me
Never been the one to feel like I'm beneath nobody
Like I gotta be a zombie, but
I'm guessing that's how it is, it's the industry life
Do it for the love but they think I'm after fame
Keeping to myself, keeping in my own lane
Writing all these bars helping me reduce the pain
Dreams of having cars and a mansion in the hills
Dreams of how my mama ain't gotta pay bills
She can chill now, she can chill
Yeah she can chill now, momma you can chill
Know I got your back now, you can chill
In the city got the rumors popping
About a shawty and another that I got in close with
Like what, really, crazy
It's seems like they living for me now, like they arranged it
And sometimes man it feel I'm in a basement
Trapped under while I'm fighting for a placement
Man eat man, Hook trynna kill Pan
Shit's weird when you trynna be the
Kinda funny how they wanna say they know you
Whole time any time you see em they ignore you
Calls never go through, messages be aired too
But when they see you they go
Ati gang gang with the cliques and the chicks
Placing all their worth all the boys they chill with
All the clubs they get in, followers requests and
All the trips to Diani with the besties
See I ain't with it
All the pleasing all the ass kissing
Treating niggas like they be running the city
Like they the ones with the keys, and you gotta say please
Kinda weird for me
Never been the one to feel like I'm beneath nobody
Like I gotta be a zombie, but
I'm guessing that's how it is, it's the industry life
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Writer(s): Edmund Vuko
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