Another day And another struggle Am I me? Or am I just a double? Cause I don't feel like I'm the same no more Man, I used to love it Now it makes me bored But that's what happens when your hobby's work Now they all wanna say I'm a snobby jerk Said I cannot flex I'm a scrawny twerp But I'ma spit it tough Until my body burst Cause I'm in it till the end I ain't in it for the fame Even though my rent getting bigger everyday I wouldn't turn it down if it came my way Cause everybody gotta find a way to make the pay But today Yo I'ma change the script And yell "f** all the cucks who say I'm sh**" And then I'll pour it on the pad Till the pages rip They say "Chase is lit" But I ain't take a hit I'ma take a chill pill Then k** it with this sk** They tell me I'm getting better
But the kids been ill My throat won't burn But I know my skin will Put my money in the freezer and call it a "Chill Bill" But f** that Cause I ain't focused on the money If I had it then the people act a little funny Not to mention All the haters tryna jack it from me And the women tryna get it Even though they called me ugly Like a month before Cause the money poured Into my palm for a sum, now I'm stunting who*es They cut me more, than a rusty sword But I'ma bounce right back Like a bungee cord For the up and coming rappers Who gonna write their verse You gotta keep it real But still rhyme them words So the moral of the story is When life gets worse It's preparing you a blessing But the fight comes first And that's real