Priorities, Pt. 1

[Intro: Ash Riser]
Through the eyes of the beholder
This road ain't for the weak of heart
With the whole world on my shoulders
No one told us to when to [?]
Gon' take long, long, long, long time
But the fruit from tree [?] takes long, long way

[Verse 1: IDK]
It's like I'm playing trick dice for the wealth
No wonder why my green always coming up short, I'm an elf
I'm not Michael Phelps
I am not able to win with my eyes closed all by myself
My team started to slack from absetness of the racks
My producer had a baby, the pressure is on his back
So instead of sending tracks he trying to get on track
At the same time labels is puttin' me on blast
He ain't worried 'bout the cyphers he worried 'bout buyin' diapers
Meanwhile, I picked the pepper then ate him like Peter Piper
I am getting hotter by the minute but my money still miniscule
But these motherfuckers gotta pay bills
Can't chill (Can't chill)
Gotta be as ill as I can be
I can't be rappin' this good with no Grammies
But that takes work (Work)
And work takes time
But it's hard for me to cope because this voice in my mind like

[Chorus: IDK]
Lil' nigga
I'm always feelin' lonely when I'm with ya
Everybody else is phoney or they switched up
Service sucks that's why they never get the picture
Lil' nigga, lil' nigga
I'm always feelin' lonely when I'm with ya
Everybody either phoney or they switched up
That's the type of shit that make me wanna give up, so I give up

[Post-Chorus: IDK]
Ayy, I just got paid then I got a little money to burn, to burn
Said, I'm tryna get paid tryna find me a sexy girl, a girl
My priorities fucked up I don't really care though
Soft lips, tough luck, I don't really care though
Big dreams, small hope, I don't really care though
I don't really care though, no, no