Working hard, so I can get me a bag
My dawgs understanding me, so I don't gotta brag
I'm locked in the booth where I never get mad
Got a black heart, but that don't mean I'm sad
Working hard, so I can get me a bag
My dawgs understanding me, so I don't gotta brag
I'm locked in the booth where I never get mad
Got a black heart, but that don't mean I'm sad
All day, all night, I'm writing my raps
I don't fit in 'cause of the gaps
Feeling like I'm 'bout to relapse
Feeling like I'm 'bout to collapse
Take it to the max, get all the plaques, then I can relax
Never happened, I don't have an impact, I don't make a difference in a pack
No one's here to help me, so I can't take a few gasps
With depression, I feel like I'm being harassed
I miss all the laughs, yeah, yeah
I miss all the romance, yeah, yeah
Would you give me another chance?
I think I'm going in the wrong path, yeah, yeah
Working hard, so I can get me a bag
My dawgs understanding me, so I don't gotta brag
I'm locked in the booth where I never get mad
Got a black heart, but that don't mean I'm sad
Working hard, so I can get me a bag
My dawgs understanding me, so I don't gotta brag
I'm locked in the booth where I never get mad
Got a black heart, but that don't mean I'm sad
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