SURVIVOR'S REMORSE (feat. JAYHITUP)

Niggas sayin I made it, I aint make it enough
My Mom's working I aint making enough, my Pop's working I aint making enough
Im still working, I aint making this up, just not employed, I aint faking the funk
No makeup, but im caking it up, we break up she probably hatin my guts
100k keep that in the tuck, niggas be jealous
But be dappin me up, I took a chance, roll the dice, now we up
800 on my shirt I coulda paid rent, gotta maintain an image yea it makes sense
Countin racks up, thats how my day's spent
When I look up damn where the day went
Starr taught me how to manifest
With this money I've become obsessed, but I dont love it tho, I digress
We out a dinner take a toast with the chef, this shit is deep let me take a breath
Need a Lucky Me chain but not before a crib
Tired of fuckin wit these hoes man I want a kid
Yea them other niggas do it but they don't do it big, man Im just tryna live
Never been to LIV, I throw my own shit
Everyday im clocked in I work a long shift, cant you see Im locked in man Im focused
Man I been poppin since like '06, and they all watching so cuff yo bitch
Soon as I stopped reminiscing, I started making money
I showed what made me happy they tried to take it from me
And I can not let you play me look I am not a dummy
But whats a day one when a day one be actin funny
No mistakes, no losses, just lessons, hard times they really just be blessings
Aint got no time to be stressing
Fuck the future, fuck the past, I am a gift so Ima focus on the present

Yea, I understood that I couldn't over sit
So if i had to learn somethin shit it had to be quick
Got to adapt fast when thrown in the jungle
Its fourth quarter, goal line, I rather fumble
But I cannot pull a Ruseell, Been runnin this shit like I cant pull a muscle
And I came from the struggle, I got that iron flow
Everything I touch it bubble
And I got that iron on me if i touch you a bubble pop
Im in another nigga city on another block
Everytime I get the ball I take another shot
I take the risk, I get the bag and then I thug it out
Shit Im still livin out here like I aint got it
Oh na forreal you up 100, ya mama struggling, ok lets change the topic
If I knew you couldn't deliver shit I would've came and got it
Sent her an Uber to my house because these hoes tell
This aint Monopoly but if you bored, walk
Ima just show em how its done cuz aint no more talk
I used to be a bus boy, shit now that boy a boss
I rather play the cut now like Neosporin
You keep it real they say you being boring
No need to be alarmed when you make it out the mud without a stain on you
Best believe you got some pain on you
Im just putting you on game thats why I came to you
But you moving how these lames moving
Want me to hold ya hand and show you sorry I cant do it
Survivor's remorse