Tears For Fears ft. Stress The White Boy Lyrics

Yo I live this hip hop this is me every damn day

I don't have no plan B, just another plan A

Side I be the underdog, jokes y'all had lots of them

But laugh now, it ain't as funny when the rabbit got the gun

I'm in the booth like I'm tryna get my vote on

I wrote this song up in a coupe I'm still paying the note on

I'm tryna get my goat on making music for your spirit

Told Stress the hotter the beats, then the hotter I bring the lyrics, let's go

Sometimes you gotta look within, cause that's where the truth is

And then go out on a limb cause that's where the fruits is

Live life abundantly and try to bring my homies there

I don't need no gear made out of ostrich fur or pony hair

I'm a simple dude, flashy treasures I don't need this

A man is the richest whose pleasures are the cheapest

Blessings on the way, God just moving around the pieces

Cause my life is like a puzzle I just need him to complete this

You can sleep on me but I don't think that I'ma ever rest

Till I bring in cake like I'm TD Jakes at Megafest

Motivation speaker over beats that are drum tight

On stage, flat foot, bottled water, one mic

My impact is harder than colliding with your car fender

Confide in me like your barber or your bartender

I'm not afraid to fail at times that's whatever

But my deepest fear is that I'm powerful beyond measure

That's the truth