Fuck the Rap Game

I hope the sun come up faster tomorrow If I run out of hope, can I look at you for the borrow? Stuck in this maze, we all tryna crack the code Ain't figure shit out yet, and I call myself a vet What does it take for me to level up? Is it a TikTok? No, wristwatch, glow I've been running out of time, so I just might go See if the grass is greener I'm tryna pass the teachers, I hopped out the bleachers Ever since a youngin I knew If I'm feelin' down, feelin' blue Grab the pen, grab the pad, jot Way better than getting shot Still had to play with the fire Only way to really make it out We was hardly ever in the house I was tryna move up off the couch Come up on a 20, hit the wing spot Split it with my dogs I was on my rap shit, wasn't no feelings involved Fast-forward five years later Broke but I'm five years greater Ain't have much, just prayer Pass me the rock, it's a layup Now I got a house in Decatur, got a house in LA And I'm still on a mission, tryna soul search What does that say? Don't get distracted with glitz and the glamour I'm still the heart of Atlanta So much when I named my daughter I even though of Atlanta Free Thugger up out a slammer Sometimes it's hard to handle From streets to CEO I just wanna see all my niggas grow You know? So, free Jeff And free my brother Marz (whoa) Fuck the rap game The politics is lame I'ma keep on minding my own business Keep on counting my digits, mm Fuck the rap game, mm The politics is lame, mm I'ma keep on minding my own business Keep on counting my digits, mm Distractions they come in so many forms Something you seem to love, you're feeling torn I got this shit sewed up Read the game like a book I see it but it ain't what it looks Hit 'em with a shrug and a jook That's how a nigga gettin' shook Staying off the grid, laying low One foot in and out They spin the block over fear They spin the block over clout The hood that you try to put on The people you try to put on They coming disguised as guests They get you right where you perform They get you right where you stay Leave you right where you lay I be prayin' for better days In my head, gotta meditate I've been hoppin' from state to state On my job like a day to day Wanna eat? Gotta scrape the plate Every verse be like saying grace Calling in what I want Then I send out what I don't It's crazy the world on a tilt But I see the core that I built If you need somebody to call, yeah I'll be here all year Y'all niggas out here risking lives Like this shit is a video game I'm minding my business My name gon' come up I'm feeling the same No matter the tone or the range I'd rather live, it's a shame Don't live for material things But I like the view from the Range And I need some wheels for the Range I got a space with some rugs and some chairs That I care to arrange I got more dreams that I wanna make real I'm a little deranged I'm counting up like an HR, block anybody in the way Tax anybody tryna play That's one way to make a way (ayy, ayy) That medicine music Yeah, I'ma recommend using Count it the bless it, and ooh For balance, they checking they movement (oh) He keep his faith on his face on the worst day (mm) And they tried to put out his chair like a first date Soon as I get over the hump I'll be chillin' on Thursday Anything that don't kill me, couldn't hurt me Teflon Take big steps or get stepped on Fuck the rap game The politics is lame I'ma keep on minding my business Keep on counting my digits, mm, mm Fuck the rap game The politics is lame I'ma keep on minding my business Keep on counting my digits, mm