I'm stuck in a place between letting go or keep going I choose to keep going ima keep growing I keep flowing I came so far since I first begun My homie told me this music sh** gotta be fun I'm driving back home, thinking about career choices I'm hearing people talk I guess I'm just hearing noises But i know what I want, some say fake it till you make it And no one gave me a shot so I had to take it Man this ain't for the blogs, or your media feed This ain't sh** you can ignore this is what that you need So tell me boy why you rapping you got a degree Know some with degrees who ain't livin happily For a while my mind was playing games on me Telling me to quit, and just give up the dream But if you do what you love then it can set you free Got me thinking back when I wasn't making the team I feel like I'm in a fire and I'm escaping debris If you ain't believe me then now prepare to believe Cause way before music nobody was f**in with me I put it all in the music going off on the beat Yeah shouts to oscar, mark, and my homie will Nobody wanna build But want to hop inside the car when they see it got it wheels And then its too late I'm on a new wave You busy partying going up on a tuesday And we moving up, feel like I ain't doing enough Working an another shift like his ain't payin enough Nothing is ever enough, nobody giving a f** I gotta do this even if means testing my luck Testing my luck, cause I know what I'm capable of And I know I'm blessed to be stressin so much Its like, they won't praise someone who simply gave up Only those who kept going and fought their way up Now if I have to knock doors down I will Il do whatever it takes to pursue a dream for real I need to be making it like we in silicon valley Just a boy living in cali my sh** is right up your alley Hope to one day win a grammy man I mean it Everything I speak I see it, so you better believe it No time rest now, fourth quarter coming up No sleeping we grinding till the sun is up Y'all was playing too much now the fun is up Coming for the title y'all can be the runner up Oh f** average living how you feelin About to turn twenty three ohh what a feeling I play my cards right yeah I been dealing With a lack of patience, but boy I been k**ing I'm really k**ing im not like them other guys I'm bout my business, I got no problem cutting ties Oh you ain't feel it ? who else I gotta prove wrong They ask me bout the music, hows it coming along Not knowing the effort I put into each one of my songs I leave piece of heart this is where I belong, was up