[Chorus: Miss Daja]
They say
They say this life is gonna chew you up and spit you right back out
But this games all I know about and I know it ain't fair
But I’m almost there, I know I’m almost there
[Verse 1- Chris Webby]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m feeling stuck really what the fuck, I kill it with the lyrics while I struggle for a buck
I’m frustrated, feelin like I shoulda just made it
Making money off of shows but can't even make a payment on a new whip
On the edge I’m really bout to lose it
But the fans keep me motivated I know I can do this
It’s funny, seems like everybody focusing on the lyrical content but I’m barely seeing any money
I’ll leave your nose runny cause I’m so sick yo
Still scrapin together quarters to get bogies down to sicko
I know this life has more in store for me, and if it don't then I'll put a pistol to my temple with nobody forcing me
It’s costing me blood,sweat, and tears and I hate the shit
I love the game this ain't just tryin' to make me rich
I love you hip-hop simple as that
But how much would it hurt to show a little love back
[Chorus: Miss Daja]
They say
They say this life is gonna chew you up and spit you right back out
But this games all I know about and I know it ain't fair
But I’m almost there, I know I’m almost there
They say
They say this life is gonna chew you up and spit you right back out
But this games all I know about and I know it ain't fair
But I’m almost there, I know I’m almost there
[Verse 1- Chris Webby]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m feeling stuck really what the fuck, I kill it with the lyrics while I struggle for a buck
I’m frustrated, feelin like I shoulda just made it
Making money off of shows but can't even make a payment on a new whip
On the edge I’m really bout to lose it
But the fans keep me motivated I know I can do this
It’s funny, seems like everybody focusing on the lyrical content but I’m barely seeing any money
I’ll leave your nose runny cause I’m so sick yo
Still scrapin together quarters to get bogies down to sicko
I know this life has more in store for me, and if it don't then I'll put a pistol to my temple with nobody forcing me
It’s costing me blood,sweat, and tears and I hate the shit
I love the game this ain't just tryin' to make me rich
I love you hip-hop simple as that
But how much would it hurt to show a little love back
[Chorus: Miss Daja]
They say
They say this life is gonna chew you up and spit you right back out
But this games all I know about and I know it ain't fair
But I’m almost there, I know I’m almost there
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