Elon Musk

[Intro: DXB]
Yeah
(Stadium Status)
This for all my, all my dreamers out there in the fourth quarter (6lement)
Tryna, tryna chase they dream but shit just ain't workin out right now
Bills keep coming up shit keep comin' up
And you know in your heart that you just need that one opportunity
DXB

[Chorus: Anna Field]
I'm workin hard on the weekend just like every night
People quick to say hey and i be telling them bye
Tell me call out of work but they don't know sacrifice
But the tension is killin' me wanna call it a night
They tell me I should grow up they tell me I should be grateful
It's easy to say when ya shit is paid for
[?]
And need to bust it wide open and get ya money right

[Verse: DXB]
Yeah uh
This for my dreamers dreamin but never had shit
Forced to choose between a bag, and ya passion
Life be taxin', hard as ever
Chasin' that dream feel like a hopeless forever
Shit a be much better with a little bit more cheddar
So it's, fuck it I'll go get that job or whatever
Focused on the rent, so after 5 you spent
Ideas ain't comin' out right, creative spirit bent
And all yo homies like what happened nigga
You was spose' to make it
Way more talent than then white boys out in LA cakin'
Shit frustratin', hard to keep the patience
Like is a Elon Musk a genius or he had the bag to chase it

[Chorus: Anna Field]
I'm workin hard on the weekend just like every night
People quick to say hey and i be telling them bye
Tell me call out of work but they don't know sacrifice
But the tension is killin' me wanna call it a night
They tell me I should grow up they tell me I should be grateful
It's easy to say when ya shit is paid for
[?]
And need to bust it wide open and get ya money right

[Verse: DXB]
Yeah get ya money right, easier said than done
Cause lately I been dreadin' every first of the month
To you it’s a new beginnin', to me it’s another ending
Watchin accounts diplenish with no money nobody listens
So it’s back to square one and i been here too many times
Done wrote too many rhymes that was supposed to get me signed And it’ll never touch nobody ears
No repost from my peers, late night failure poetry induced by tears And I ain’t seen a dollar or nothin'
It’s hard to just practice if you don’t know when the game comin'
And i know I did some wrong but is this karma or somethin'
Cause these rhymes ain’t made it out my room, poetic justice

[Chorus: Anna Field]
I'm workin hard on the weekend just like every night
People quick to say hey and i be telling them bye
Tell me call out of work but they don't know sacrifice
But the tension is killin' me wanna call it a night
They tell me I should grow up they tell me I should be grateful
It's easy to say when ya shit is paid for
[?]
And need to bust it wide open and get ya money right