Don’t Get Stressed Futuristic

[Verse 1]
Yeah, look
I don't get stressed, get started
Aiming my target, till the day I'm in a coffin
I work harder, then anybody that get brought up
But its time to work smarter, but gets overwhelming
With the pressure I hold, the weight that I carry is burying most
The haters is scary, prepared for my fold
I need to keep pumping some air in my soul
My errands is double dogged dead to these amateur's
I'd rather do this off a camera
But if it ain't filmed, then I can't change the world
So I'm here with a light and a stand and stuff
Some people don't understand and stuff
Had a hand in these upcoming brands
Got cut out of the deal because my morals are standing up
I don't want anything that they handing us, no (I dont want that)
If it come easy, it ain't worth having
If it comes slowly, its gon last longer
This ain't a challenge, I'm building my habits
Peeling my cabbage, cutting my baggage
I got stabbed but it felt like a back itch
Yall more worried about bagging a bad chick
Then checking in early for the total package
I see where you lacking, I won't do the same
[?] remains on a whole different plane
This is the way that I'm feeding my sons
Please don't mistake what I do as a game
Forget all the fame, its easy to get it, I did it
But harder to really maintain
Clearing my plate of the food they consuming
Ain't following trends, I'm paving the way