Fix (feat. Junk)

I'm getting tired but I cannot quit
The road has been long, how long does it get
I've been testing my patience, trying not to get rich
But the moneys been coming, it is what it is
Stress in the air, try not to get sick
I've been finding my self, I got lost as a kid
Pushing the limits in search for a difference or what evers missing left for me to fix

I'm getting tired but I cannot quit
The road has been long, how long does it get
I've been testing my patience, trying not to get rich
But the moneys been coming, it is what it is
Stress in the air, try not to get sick
I've been finding my self, I got lost as a kid
Pushing the limits in search for a difference or what evers missing left for me to fix

I think about times that I missed, how my time was at risk within those situation
I think about nights that I skipped writing notes on my desk getting lost in the basement
Or what about when all my friends started doing drugs and I lost all inspiration
I knew that the future would be good to me, I could feel it, it's anticipation

So thank you for waiting
That goes to all of the people around me who I never worried bout saving
Or all all of the people who stayed down when I had a mission but struggled to pay rent
I knew that some doubt me and dissed when found out that hippy collected a payment
But I had them muted, I noticed that fools would do anything here for engagement

I'm getting tired but I cannot quit
The road has been long, how long does it get
I've been testing my patience, trying not to get rich
But the moneys been coming, it is what it is
Stress in the air, try not to get sick
I've been finding my self, I got lost as a kid
Pushing the limits in search for a difference or what evers missing left for me to fix
I'm getting tired but I cannot quit
The road has been long, how long does it get
I've been testing my patience, trying not to get rich
But the moneys been coming, it is what it is
Stress in the air, try not to get sick
I've been finding my self, I got lost as a kid
Pushing the limits in search for a difference or what evers missing left for me to fix

(JUNK)
(Yeah) The money is coming but that don't mean nothing
I'm hungry for something so give me some more
They got me out here, ima get me the loot ima
I want biggie shit bitch ima kick in the door

I got some decimals now but I'm coming from sleeping on living room floors
With no pillows, had to roll up that hoodie and sleep on that bitch, holy shit I was poor

It's true as a kid I was lost
But as an adult, haven't figured it out yet
I was indulging in anything
I was using my addiction as a simple outlet
(Woah)
Look at me out grow all of that
And now I'm rapping bout it and I'm feeling blessed
Really happy bout it
Catch me in the flesh like a tatted body
Bitch I'm Gone

I'm getting tired but I cannot quit
The road has been long, how long does it get
I've been testing my patience, trying not to get rich
But the moneys been coming, it is what it is
Stress in the air, try not to get sick
I've been finding my self, I got lost as a kid
Pushing the limits in search for a difference or what evers missing left for me to fix