Lyrics

[Chorus x2] We always seem to go the path we know And no one notices And the other path below is lined with gold That'll be where my focus is [Verse 1] Record over still spinning listen to the pops Everybody say they winning, gunning for the tops While I'm not Steady chilling, watch me get the props Dues paid, news made, knowing I don't got a lot But, hey, I'm good with it Drive around the hood with it Stood with my kin Colors of skin like Joseph's jacket Exposed to racket Know the bracket that I'm in Blend the rich and poor, the middle I'm just trying to hack it Earth spinning, 20 years of my rhymes Bomb hard when you know it's your time That's just how to shine All about mine, you all about yours I'm curious George My flame to the forge On 24/7 like a lottery sign I'm on my mind expanding grind Learning all of the time Ignoring all of the bullshit, all of us fine Restoring all the hood shit, really not on my mind Hood rich when you can leave any time I'm looking at my timeline thinking this was supposed to be about fun Now it's all about the guns and money I'm looking at the news thinking that the blues go against the colors like they gangs and that shit ain't funny The first 48 My first 16 a harbinger for sure For the dollars and fame we endure The allure of the life The mic device I hold stole control, right Still, no sign of that brand new rolls My brother doesn't have a license or a car My wife doesn't ride a bike, man, that just too far My son my world spinning and I'm looking at the stars Maybe cause I've been drinking like I passed the Bar I need a jar of that good shit A can of that heat A man on his feet Stand and defeat Hand in the street Foot in the office All of this good I'm small, just stood That's all you can do You be a man, not defined by the hood My heroes were cartoons and business owners The sense of good and evil, it controls us Role models were my parents for better or worse Shit is deeper than what I put into this verse [Chorus x2] We always seem to go the path we know And no one notices And the other path below is lined with gold That'll be where my focus is [Outro x2] When the going, is rough You better, be tough Come on, get up It's never, enough And it's all, for what? Just ball, just ball Get all, the stuff It's never, enough