The Choice

Chorus:
Shoot to improve from project to project
But I can't help thinking, "Is all this hard work nonsense?"
Cause it's nice to say that money is no object
But when it comes to your joy the game tends to rob it
So what do you do?
What do you choose?
In between dreams and you taking a chance on losing your way
For those waving hands and getting that pay
The choice is up to you

Verse 1:
I know it boggles those who follow my career
Cause it's artful and not hollow, yet I'm fine if not all hear
What I spent years on, til my sleep's near gone
But do I really think this effort isn't worthy to cheer on
Trust, it weighed on my brain in the way back
Before music was made in the Maybach and Drake's tats
I would harbor a starving for stardom
Convinced that Lil Bow Wow can't handle my bars, son
So let me hit the stage and rattle up the cage
Performing pieces that can entertain any age
Travel the globe with the flow of the ocean
The poet in motion is pwning opponents
With every component and owning each accolade
Paid dues so my pages they had to praise
Working with the legends that shaped my sound
Haters speak up and my fans shut them down
Filling my bank account with nearly insane amounts
Whenever my name's announced by penning a paper route
Shame the house parties, arenas, club ceiling got flames to douse
When Fiya B is dropping heat, but they don't care, they'll play it loud
Money, power, respect not only drowning in debt got
A ring to it like the betrothed, but behold
Your code of conduct don't align with morals
And what comes in tow may be lacking soul
I

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Verse 2:
I know it boggles those who follow my career
Cause it's artful and not hollow, yet I'm fine if not all hear
What I spent years on, til my sleep's near gone
But do I really think this effort isn't worthy to cheer on
Trust, I looked inside of what coincides
With industry life and I can't swipe right
She looks good, but the cons outweigh the bene's
Plus I'm not in need of Fendi replacing my JCPenneys
Many men would wish death if I got some penned checks
From Slim if they ain't shady with my business
And it's nothing personal like anything ain't private
That's if I'm not fronting about first class on fly jets
Highest in room if I'm under the influence
Of the unrighteous behaviors put in the music
Immorality is a temptress and the empress
Of the business we must impress
It don't fit with being the spiritually
Fittest; you would be slipping
Falling I can't get up
Dark Man X told you wassup
Got no life alert, I know Christ got hurt
Don't live life inert; I know I can work
On putting God first, making music a hobby
But could it be more without living ungodly?
I

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