Gotta Eat

Yo, I'm sick of being stuck in this poverty trap Dreams of stacks, but my reality snaps me back While they flashing gold chains, thinking it's all fame I'm plotting ways to snatch my piece of the ball game Bills stacking, got me feeling trapped in the matrix They flexing on the gram like they safe from the basics Unpatient, but patience don't pay when you facing An empty fridge and landlords steady chasing It's grind mode, ain't no time to sit and relax I'm out here flipping schemes, trying to double these racks If the bag don't come clean, then I'm dirty with facts Cause starving ain't an option, I'm allergic to that Watching money parade, they waving like a flag Ignorant to the wolves, they dangle what I lack I'm eyeing opportunities, they blind to the math While they brag, I'm in the shadows calculating the path They call it hustle, I call it survival Every dollar earned feel like taking a title The broke cycle got me feeling homicidal But the paper chase gon' be my revival Run it up, no time for regret or pause Breaking every rule, if it's bending the laws I'm out to get mine, no matter the cost Cause the rich flash wealth, while the broke bear the cross I need the money, yeah, I'm chasing the stacks Tired of the struggle, gotta get it, no cap They flexing on the low, but they making a trap I'm hungry for the paper, I ain't looking to nap Grind till I shine, ain't no turning me back Every move I make, putting work in the map They flashing what I lack, but I'm ready to snatch Cause I'm built for the hustle, I was born for the clash Gotta get that money Get it, get it, get it, get it Gotta get that bag Get it, get it Look, I've been down bad, but my mindset's savage Turn crumbs to a feast, turn scraps to a package Every risk that I take got me flirting with havoc But I'd rather face flames than be stuck in the static They don't see the hunger, they just see the grind They don't feel the pressure, they just peep the shine While they flex for the gram, trying to seem divine I'm out here dodging L's, every move designed Ain't no handouts coming, so I snatch what I'm owed Eyes on the prize, every path that I rode I'm tired of the broke, talk tired of the cold So I'm heating up the block till my pockets explode They got jewels on they necks, but they hearts stay hollow Flashing for the clout, not thinking who follows Me, I'm calculating every move full throttle Risking it today for a better tomorrow A dollar and a dream, but the dream need bread So I'm grinding through the night till my hands turn red Ain't scared of the wolves, I'm the one they drag Getting paid in full while they sleep in they bed They gon' see me rise, turn the hate to respect Turn the dirt into diamonds, every grind gets checked While they flex on the whim, I'm a cash out direct No regrets in my soul, just a bag to collect