Day by day (Day by day)
Every minute of the hour
Day by day (Day by day)
Every minute of the hour (Every minute of the hour)
Day by day (Day by day)
Every minute of the hour
Day by day (Day by day)
Every minute of the hour (Every minute of the hour)
I ask myself, what do I gotta do to be great?
I sleep it off, get groggy if I'm staying up late
I wake up every morning at the crack of the day
Get my ass up outta bed like I don't got time to waste
But It Don't matter, if I'm spilling my guts
Or if I'm working my ass off and I'm skipping my lunch
Working through the night, so at the end of the month
I can give this dude my money doesn't that kinda suck?
I got bills on bills on bills, but rapping stacks on stacks
I'm rapping how the homies got it, not the pain in my back
I tell the fam I'm doing great, but stress is making me bald
I'd sell my soul for a chance, they want 10% tax
I know money won't make me happy but it won't make me less
And the grass is mostly d**t on my side of the fence
I know I'm rich in love and family and a lifetime of friends
But I can't even go and meet em if I'm not making ends
I'm workin
Towards all of my ambitions I make decisions to
Influence my life in a great way
I'm workin
All the time it seems it seems it never stops
I wanna get paid finally
I'm workin
So hard that my backs gonna break
So hard that I think I'm gonna faint
I'm workin
All day all mothafuckin day and it's what
I gotta do to put some food on my plate
Every minute lose
A peice of myself
What really helped
Pills and the booze
Chill just saying what amused
If you wanna know the truth
I've been talking big dreams
Audi and a Rari Half way there
From a bike to a car
How they even compare
When you wish on a star
Anything can come true
All depends what you think you can do
Dreams not big enough to create in paradise
All got a vice
Smile and flaunt your strength
Weakness finds the time we give
Nothing more nothing less words I spit
To most don't make sense
Ghost essence
Spiritual vibe feel good message
Spiritual vibe feel good message get it?
I'm workin
Towards all of my ambitions I make decisions to
Influence my life in a great way
I'm workin
All the time it seems it seems it never stops
I wanna get paid finally
I'm workin
So hard that my backs gonna break
So hard that I think I'm gonna faint
I'm workin
All day all mothafuckin day and it's what I gotta do to put some food on my plate
You can't find me cause I'm constantly on the grind movin
Getting mine a diamond in the rough but I shine
Luminescence
Seven days a week I hustle hard it's never stopping
I'm trying to make my millions
Look at my eyes see me watching I'm lookin
Check status I'm busy homie no time for talking
I make my moves Michael Jackson on the floor moon walking (Billie Jean)
I'm the master of the craft don't know how long it will last
So I push the pedal to the metal foot on the gas
Flat out Nascar could compare to my need for speed
It's my need to breathe and to succeed at whatever I be uh
I'm workin baby best believe it's elementary to me
I set my pace delivery post haste to the streets
Can you hear me like Verizon
Out on the horizon ready for whatever comes my way
I'm fantasizing bout taking the world by storm uh
You've been warned uh
The names Griploc Vancity hiphop's put on
