Essential

Ey yo it's getting pretty hard, yeah this life shit

Feel like it's tearing me apart every night, shit

Making music still the only thing that keep me sane

It's got me thinking when I make it with that even change

I'm still working yea that nine to five hype shit

I'm still writing serving bars like a life sentence

You can't complain you're getting money, that's what people say

But you don't ever make enough so fuck it either way

I'm still chilling with my boys doing wild shit

I'm still hanging with the noise on some high shit

I'm still ducking from the boys on some hot shit

Fuck a cop shit, ain't a gangster but I bet I know better than not, shit