All In a Day's Work (feat. Marsha Ambrosius)

Fear, fear's a powerful thing

I mean, it's got a lot of firepower

If you can figure out a way to wrestle that fear

To push you from behind rather than to stand in front of you

That's very powerful

I always felt that I had to work harder than the next guy

Just to do as well as the next guy

And to do better than the next guy, I had to just kill

And uh, you know to a certain extent, that's still with me

In how I work, you know, I just go in

Sittin' 'bout a hundred stories up, like what the fuck?

And I'm just lookin' at it all

I'll be right here in Los Angeles

Lookin' like a villain, layin' low

Nothin' I can do but pack it all up

Goin' up, but shit, I feel the love

Spotlight on me and I'm feelin' so rare tonight

Actin' a fool and feelin' alive

I'm fuckin' flawless like I live in a vault

Only type of livin' I know

Yeah, see if it was you, you would've killed yourself by now

It takes a special kind of motherfucka to live like this

And they ask me how I do it

Motherfucka, just take a look around

Best believe I'm in the buildin'

Ha, I hear you motherfucka's talkin' and all that but, uh

No, no, don't mention me at all

Yeah, comin' live and direct

And I know you feelin' some type of way about it but, uh

Watch your mouth, I dare you ass to say somethin'

I thought it was all good

But now you motherfucka's crossed the line

And kinda pissin' me off

All the fans and all the fame, and though I gave

Everything to this game

They still complain

Now what the fuck do ya'll expect me to do?

There's just so much fuckin' pressure

It's so much pressure

It's all in a days work

Workin' so hard

Twenty four seven

Three six five

Three sixty five

Hard work

It's all in a days work

My whole life, all I ever thought about is grindin'

Even though my surroundings only showed me crime and violence

That was back when a rapper needed guns way more than a stylus

And that was back when I felt like rapper was true motherfuckin riders

But even back in the day, when I was a fuckin youngster, man

Shit, I was still sayin' fuck the police

Born and raised in the belly of the beast

I had a dream that we was at peace

But I was so wrong, so wrong

Y'all too wrapped up in the bullshit, I'm biased

Now reality TV is talkin' 'bout pulpits and choirs

Some of these hoes give less than a fuck when they runnin' their life stories by us

It's the worst when I'm in a hotel, like a Hilton, sick and tired

And some of these housewives way too fuckin' desperate

These bitches thinkin' fame first

I can't knock the hustle, shit, it's all in a days work

But that's that shit with potential to make the game worse

Shit, it's just somethin' about that Hollywood curse

They just thirsty

Hard times

I double my grind

Fuck the part-time

Stay ready for war

I'm on the frontline

I'm gettin' the feelin' like it's all mine

It's becomin' the only feelin' I know

Only type of livin' I, only type of livin' I know

Only type of livin' I, only type of livin' I know

Only type of livin' I, only type of livin' I know

Only type of livin' I know

Gonna go to work

Now, we gotta work

Yeah, we gotta work

Gonna go to work, let's get back to work

On the grind, back to work

Let's work

Rich as fuck, but guess what, I'm back to work

Overseas, back home, no time to sleep, I'm back to work

So many people that I love

They want my time, but I gotta work

Some of my friends don't understand

Said, I gotta work

Always talkin' 'bout bustin' the club

But I'm like fuck that, I gotta work

If you really wanna do it like this, shit, you better get back to work

I'm workin'

Back to work

Right back to work

Gotta get back to work

Shit, back to work (Right back to work)