Perseverance

[Verse 1] I think I found a different side to me I guess this money is the side who I'm about to be I stand up for my music, just to get knocked down These bitches lay down, just to get knocked up Ironic right? But just to clarify Look, We the reason they go, no need to sympathize I swear work is hard, distractions are plenty Time is short, and the past just killed me She asked me, "How can you forget?" I say, "Time goes one way, memory in the other" That's probably, why my career ain't doing so badly While these other niggas sponsored by mommy and daddy Yea they got the best talent, that money can buy But obviously that fake shit can't get you no profit That's why I never turn my back on the team I just wished we learned your back is the best target [Hook x2] All the bitches on the wall Listen about what we did Just let us go, so easily Let us go so easily like [Verse 2] Live life by the words you choose to be known by So I'm just trynna to be G, the next two letters Why every time we talk, you never look me in my eyes Honestly, I guess we both can do better To a lot of women "wedding" has a nice ring to it Right? I just never see myself there She say I'm the man of her dreams So if I think about it, waking up must be a nightmare But all I care about is how they call me great with this art Yeah I could draw a crowd, no matter the spot Why is it every time niggas talk they expect me to listen? But I just hold my space like an astronaut In this life balance good with the bad Love what you got, and remember what you had And to every nigga that dissed when I asked There's no future in the past, yeah [Hook] [Verse 3] Trynna imagine my haters' personality I'm finally seeing my dreams, so fuck being bitter And I'll miss you, I miss who I thought you would be But I just couldn't bear it, like Chi stripper So I put my heart and soul into this music, organ donor Is it wrong? I don't care what you do Fuck that. Hey shout out to my fans And I think they call them fans Cause when you hot, they keep you cool I love the irony And funny how success always hurts your last girl to the point she can't handle Yeah, she be calling me And I just send a text like "Ex is just short for example" And she would say, wait hold on See fuck it, I never listen Too worried about pimpin' this avenue Getting to the point with these bitches, ballet shoes Hey life, where my lemons at? And I love when niggas ask me where the women at? Cause that right there, let me know that they know, I'm over them So where y'all niggas at? [Hook]