WHYCANTWESMILE Lyrics

Life ain't gettin' any easier

Wasn't ever fuckin' with the media

So I huddle back, back, run and stack cash

Can't look back, that trouble pass fast

Struggle make me greedier

And what it mean to me? Nah, it don't mean to you

Cause I believe in me like I'm a medium

But that don't mean that I'm not large

And we just chasin' somethin

I can't be nothin

Hate how I take time to do comparin', it's disgusting

But it's never rainin

Until it's rustin

Till then the sun'll come

Swear to God, I'm one of one

But look at what it cost me

I put my feelings on display and you all watch me

Can't fuck with pictures 'less them bitches paparazzi

Always been the runt, so please excuse me if I'm cocky

Smokin' on them runts, then kill the mic, we call that coffin (coughin)

Moved out, got my spot in ATL, Macaulay Culkin

You thought I was hot back then, well now, little bitch, I'm saucy

Dropped out of my college, made a play, ain't had no option

I remember no one followin' a player, ain't had no posse

Still life ain't gettin' any easier

Wake up mornin', feelin' sleepier

Does that mean I dream too hard?

And since the day that I turned 20, I said, fuck the bar

I'ma be the one to raise it, put me with the stars

A walk of fame and since I taste it, they can't stop the car

Boy, I'm racin', face it, you can't stop my pace

You chasin', man, you slow as Jason

Think I might be the key to turn my city up a notch

Might hop out on my feet and run it up, they all I got

Can't slow up a for beat, I drum 'em up, I want my spot

Show back up on my street, let's one on one, I own the block

Still life ain't gettin' any easier

I'm gettin' hungry, steady feedin' ya

This food for thought, I think I got now