[Verse 1 Charles Grant] Workin five days a week 10 hours in a day Tell myself Im okay cause Im s till gettin paid Here, because of decisions I made Gotta get some motivation and move onto better days Whoa, its already been a long road Why the fuck would I quit right now and let my story go untold? No, I see my future and it seems bright My dreams real watch me as I bring em all to life Damn, you didnt know I was intelligent? To bad intelligence is irreverent in this shit Rap game, thinker Been pourin up some liquor Drinkin till Im drunk and its hard to find my limit Maybe I need to find religion Stubborn as fuck, and far from bein Christian Like this rap shit, its just all a gimmick To make you feel better about the life you aint livin [Hook] x2 From rappin in the basement I couldnt pay rent Still rappin in the basement Bitch Im bout to that pavement Drop a mixtape and shit I just might make it Even though Im slow I swear my mind is racin Basin your thoughts off some shit you dont know Geroge Jung with the flow cause I swear Im about to blow [Verse 2 Charles Grant] Half the bottle be gone At home alone Not worried about nothin but makin some more songs Hit after Hit, shit Track after track Gunna make it if I put the work in and thats just a fact My mantras in the sound Lay back my speakers pound I feel it in my body Now I just need to make the vow Ima sell my fuckin soul Truth be told, I did it in my dreams and my dreams I do control [Hook] x2 From rappin in the basement I couldnt pay rent Still rappin in the basement Bitch Im bout to that pavement Drop a mixtape and shit I just might make it Even though Im slow I swear my mind is racin Basin your thoughts off some shit you dont know Geroge Jung with the flow cause I swear Im about to blow
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