60 hours a week, I put into the craft 15,000 apiece, I wanna ride my neck Still not playing for keeps, I have to take the risk I'm still building the jeep to cross the desert with And I don't know if I still have enough gas And as I'm looking left to right, I just see people that pass But I keep on driving and hope I never crash Victory is for the people that go till they collapse Writing, writing every day on the regular Money trees for the shade, what I'm wishing for But I'm never getting paid if I'm messing up So I have to stay in shape with the rhymes I got There are some days when I'm not sure What the *** I'm looking for Sometimes I get angry, sometimes it don't flow Sometimes I feel crazy, things that I don't show But at the end of every day, I know I love it though Though it's knocking me down I always get up and I'm proud to do what I love 4pm, getting up, cigarette, light em up Inhale, coffee cup, exhale, wake me up No getting dressed, cause I'm working back Craft inside my hand before I *** the pen And I watch your people from the inside I feel cozy, you are running out of time No I don't give a *** cause my watch is Running on rhymes, not running on dimes Proud of me if you might feel sore by me Cause you don't have the guts to give it what it needs Bitch don't be so sassy cause you can't feel what this life that I choose takes from me There are some days when I'm not sure What the *** I'm looking for Sometimes I get angry, sometimes it don't flow Sometimes I feel crazy, things that I don't show But at the end of every day, I know I love it though Though it's knocking me down I always get up and I'm proud to do what I love Though it's knocking me down I always get up and I'm proud to do what I love