Make It

Another day, another chance, I got to make it count I'm not rich, I got two digits in my bank account, right now Got to make it out, somehow It's the end of the month and I've been grinding Got some problems of mine that I've been hiding There ain't many places that I can hide in I can feel depression trying to hop in I can feel the pressure all around me I can feel that many people doubt me And I know there's something very wrong with my head I got shit to figure out but I drink instead Every day I go to work and then go to bed I feel like I got caught in the wheel, I'm a slave Running on that wheel like a rat Digging my own grave I confess Digging my own grave I know Got to make it out, somehow Got to make it out, somehow Got to make it out, somehow Got to make it out Live one time, flip the switch, then it's lights out If you don't know what you want, you better find out Cause we don't live forever, we're going to time out Got to chase after that dream that you got right now Don't let anybody around you make you frown Don't let anything inside you get you down Keep on grinding, grinding, we're going to make it out Got to think ahead not where we are now Keep on grinding, grinding, we're going to make it Set your eyes on the prize you want and don't let them take it Got to set your price on the right place and make them pay it If you're worth a million, the buyer will never say it Lot of people saying they made it but they just fake it Don't believe your eyes, always be careful where you lay em Focus on the grind and just know that you're gonna make it Got to make it out, somehow Got to make it out, somehow Got to make it out, somehow Got to make it out Got to make it out