| I wake up in the morning, praying I get my bread up
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| As I’m stretching and I’m yawning, I’m telling God I’m fed up
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| I’m praying for a better day, woah, a better day
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| I had to get away, woah, sometimes just get away
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| Mama be tripping, so I gotta eat it up and tell her that I’m winning
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| Labels call me up and telling me that I’m different
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| Girls be flexing, dudes sneak dissing, woah
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| I’m tired of all of the lies the media telling us (media tellin' us)
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| Karma will eat you alive, my work game adding up
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| They wasn’t there when I glowed up
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| I never saw them there, I never saw them there
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| Woah, I never saw them there
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| Where the fuck were you when I was broke
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| Where the fuck were you when I showed up
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| Where the fuck were you when I lost hope (Woah woah woah)
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| I’m counting all my blessings as they come
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| Woah, woah, woaaah
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| Woahh, woahh, woah
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| Don’t wanna fight back, just want my life back
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| I’m on the right track, it’s nothing like that
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| Sometimes I lose myself inside my heart
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| But what would you do if the choice was yours |