Another day, another dollar, man, I'm gettin' up
That blunt from last night, grab for it, then lit it up
This about to be the way my squad been givin' up
But I ain't live enough
My momma told me if you want it, then it's yours
Don't let them tell you what's not meant for you
And she meant that shit, there's no sittin stuck
And if you shootin' for me, no, I ain't no sittin' duck
More of a shootin' star, y'all shootin' pars
Get your precision up
Y'all ever get that feelin' that you gettin' stuffed
But keep eatin' like you could never get enough
That's how I was, but now I wonder bout givin' up
And other silly stuff, like how to get a milli
While sittin' on my butt, like how to make her feel me
Like she ain't felt enough, like how do I hold her down
Without feelin' like I'm stuck Goddamn, I'm tryin
Go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we gettin' started, but it feel just like I'm done
After all the shit I done, I'm just tryin
Take it back to a simple time, 2007 in detention
With my book of rhymes, not a bad student
I just wasn't good with time, late to all my classes
Day dreamin' bout smashin, probably was a note
That Kacee wrote that had me spazzin
Had to get my shit off, but didn't see her in passin
Had to drop it in her locker, which was on the other side
Of the school when the bell rang
The teacher marked me absent, here I am just crashin
Gotta stay focused, got a studio for Christmas
My MySpace got motion, gotta get these bars off
The young me was hopin' that I bust up in this rap game
And bust that bitch open, thought that I was cool
They would greet me with it's young ransom
Though I know them niggas jokin' about me, but not to me
I ain't get it fully, but my ego was my armor
And I just kept on pursuin, I was just tryin
Go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we getting started, but it feel just like
I'm done, after all the shit I done
I'm just tryin, go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we getting started, but it feel just like
I'm done, after all the shit I done
I'm just tryin, go up
I'm just tryin, go up
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Another day, another dollar, man, I'm gettin' up
That blunt from last night, grab for it, then lit it up
This about to be the way my squad been givin' up
But I ain't live enough
My momma told me if you want it, then it's yours
Don't let them tell you what's not meant for you
And she meant that shit, there's no sittin stuck
And if you shootin' for me, no, I ain't no sittin' duck
More of a shootin' star, y'all shootin' pars
Get your precision up
Y'all ever get that feelin' that you gettin' stuffed
But keep eatin' like you could never get enough
That's how I was, but now I wonder bout givin' up
And other silly stuff, like how to get a milli
While sittin' on my butt, like how to make her feel me
Like she ain't felt enough, like how do I hold her down
Without feelin' like I'm stuck Goddamn, I'm tryin
Go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we gettin' started, but it feel just like I'm done
After all the shit I done, I'm just tryin
Take it back to a simple time, 2007 in detention
With my book of rhymes, not a bad student
I just wasn't good with time, late to all my classes
Day dreamin' bout smashin, probably was a note
That Kacee wrote that had me spazzin
Had to get my shit off, but didn't see her in passin
Had to drop it in her locker, which was on the other side
Of the school when the bell rang
The teacher marked me absent, here I am just crashin
Gotta stay focused, got a studio for Christmas
My MySpace got motion, gotta get these bars off
The young me was hopin' that I bust up in this rap game
And bust that bitch open, thought that I was cool
They would greet me with it's young ransom
Though I know them niggas jokin' about me, but not to me
I ain't get it fully, but my ego was my armor
And I just kept on pursuin, I was just tryin
Go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we getting started, but it feel just like
I'm done, after all the shit I done
I'm just tryin, go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we getting started, but it feel just like
I'm done, after all the shit I done
I'm just tryin, go up
I'm just tryin, go up
That blunt from last night, grab for it, then lit it up
This about to be the way my squad been givin' up
But I ain't live enough
My momma told me if you want it, then it's yours
Don't let them tell you what's not meant for you
And she meant that shit, there's no sittin stuck
And if you shootin' for me, no, I ain't no sittin' duck
More of a shootin' star, y'all shootin' pars
Get your precision up
Y'all ever get that feelin' that you gettin' stuffed
But keep eatin' like you could never get enough
That's how I was, but now I wonder bout givin' up
And other silly stuff, like how to get a milli
While sittin' on my butt, like how to make her feel me
Like she ain't felt enough, like how do I hold her down
Without feelin' like I'm stuck Goddamn, I'm tryin
Go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we gettin' started, but it feel just like I'm done
After all the shit I done, I'm just tryin
Take it back to a simple time, 2007 in detention
With my book of rhymes, not a bad student
I just wasn't good with time, late to all my classes
Day dreamin' bout smashin, probably was a note
That Kacee wrote that had me spazzin
Had to get my shit off, but didn't see her in passin
Had to drop it in her locker, which was on the other side
Of the school when the bell rang
The teacher marked me absent, here I am just crashin
Gotta stay focused, got a studio for Christmas
My MySpace got motion, gotta get these bars off
The young me was hopin' that I bust up in this rap game
And bust that bitch open, thought that I was cool
They would greet me with it's young ransom
Though I know them niggas jokin' about me, but not to me
I ain't get it fully, but my ego was my armor
And I just kept on pursuin, I was just tryin
Go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we getting started, but it feel just like
I'm done, after all the shit I done
I'm just tryin, go up
And if I get up there and somehow find myself stuck
Tell myself we getting started, but it feel just like
I'm done, after all the shit I done
I'm just tryin, go up
I'm just tryin, go up
Writer: Jon Ransom
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