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