Nely Jax - 'Strive' lyrics

[VERSE 1: NELY JAX] My watch game so necessary My shoe game so necessary I dont brag much but it's safe to say, its been a n***a month like February Sip the Hennessy and become legendary All of lives problems become secondary Im a alcoholic and a work-o-holic Granny sold d**, its hereditary An I'd die for this Ramen noodles every night what kinda life is this? My moms is tired of driving that 1996 I need money worse than them dying kids Selfish thinking, but hunger makes you emotionless Be scrolling through my IG, looking at all the flexing Wondering how i stroke the hoes they spending their whole check on You ain't really on homie you ain't got to lie Don't no one respect your grind Especially if you don't get that a** up and strive [HOOK: NELY JAX] All day i dream about it, i think about it I sing about it, i cling around it, i scheme around it I live for it, I die for it, Its no me with out it I can't be without it Young n***a strive for that paper [VERSE 2: NELY JAX] It take a ill n***a just to live my life On point all the time like Phife Elevator to the top left n***as and it don't feel right like Janay Rice What we running to? The top spot, A hot block, The Great life? n***as say it take one hit for you to stop rushing like Ray Rice I don't think light, envisioning more Trying to get mama up out that accord Be on that block like Dikembe no scoring Was poor an at twenty I seen my first foreign Wish Sandwich just to get mannish Mama didn't plan it she just got us out Gun shots over jump shots (BLAT BLAT BLAT BLAT) We just block them out Thats why i don't sleep by windows And my mind stay on ten toes And my grind never been slow cause I broke before kinfolk And i strive [HOOK: NELY JAX] All day i dream about it, i think about it I sing about it, i cling around it, i scheme around it I live for it, I die for it, Its no me with out it I can't be without it Young n***a strive for that paper [VERSE 3: NELY JAX] Recognize me when u see me I stoke a thirsty b**h and her friend "Helga and Phoebe" Look, a n***a spit I'm in that lab hard as Dexter and Dee Dee Teaching these n***as something new every year Mr. Feeny n***a pull up on me, all this mula on me Like I bust down a key, boy I got my own steeze Boy I'm blessed as a sneeze Give a f** what you think All in my face, talking bout' you getting cake Honestly i can't relate Cause my n***as grinding while you falsify what you make And we ain't got time for the fake We trying to strive [HOOK: NELY JAX] All day i dream about it, i think about it I sing about it, i cling around it, i scheme around it I live for it, I die for it, Its no me with out it I can't be without it Young n***a strive for that paper