Priorities, Pt. 1

[Intro: Ash Riser]

Through the eyes of the beholder

This road ain't for the weak of heart

With the whole world on my shoulders

No one told us to when to [?]

Gon' take long, long, long, long time

But the fruit from tree [?] takes long, long way

[Verse 1: IDK]

It's like I'm playing trick dice for the wealth

No wonder why my green always coming up short, I'm an elf

I'm not Michael Phelps

I am not able to win with my eyes closed all by myself

My team started to slack from absetness of the racks

My producer had a baby, the pressure is on his back

So instead of sending tracks he trying to get on track

At the same time labels is puttin' me on blast

He ain't worried 'bout the cyphers he worried 'bout buyin' diapers

Meanwhile, I picked the pepper then ate him like Peter Piper

I am getting hotter by the minute but my money still miniscule

But these motherfuckers gotta pay bills

Can't chill (Can't chill)

Gotta be as ill as I can be

I can't be rappin' this good with no Grammies

But that takes work (Work)

And work takes time

But it's hard for me to cope because this voice in my mind like

[Chorus: IDK]

Lil' nigga

I'm always feelin' lonely when I'm with ya

Everybody else is phoney or they switched up

Service sucks that's why they never get the picture

Lil' nigga, lil' nigga

I'm always feelin' lonely when I'm with ya

Everybody either phoney or they switched up

That's the type of shit that make me wanna give up, so I give up

[Post-Chorus: IDK]

Ayy, I just got paid then I got a little money to burn, to burn

Said, I'm tryna get paid tryna find me a sexy girl, a girl

My priorities fucked up I don't really care though

Soft lips, tough luck, I don't really care though

Big dreams, small hope, I don't really care though

I don't really care though, no, no