[Verse 1] I rise before the sun, before my kids even stir Catch the early shift and the world starts to blur Clock in on the dot, I've been steady on the move Got my boots on the concrete and my mind on the groove Every paycheck feels thinner than the last one did Pay the bills, buy the food, still can't keep it hid Raising two little lives that depend on my hands Carrying dreams and a world full of plans Working full time, been broke for a minute Never catching up, I don't even spin it No time for a hobby, no time for a break Just the way that it is and the choices I make The only quiet I get is at the end of the night With a pen and a spliff and a flicker of light Writing my soul out when everything's done Still bout it, still running, chasing the sun [Chorus] I'm Still Bout It, still exhaling clouds from my chest Probably never stop till I'm laid down to rest Still drop heaters, maybe I'm selfish I go hard on the grind like I'm careless Lyrics still shine, with a flow that will blind Words will define what's coming from my mind After a long day, there's no time to recline Creating these songs is giving me peace of mind [Verse 2] Tired eyes looking back from the mirror I see Another twelve hours taken out of me Got my son asking why I'm always at work Got my daughter missing me — man, that feeling hurts I tell 'em I love 'em, kiss 'em on the head Come back home late, find 'em asleep in the bed Same routine tomorrow, same struggle again No money for extras, can't buy 'em the trend They wear hand-me-downs but they smiling so bright That's the only thing keeping my spirit in flight Every dollar gets stretched like a rubber band thin Trying to give 'em a life that I never had then Only escape that I got is this mic in my hand Puff a little smoke, let the verses expand No time for myself but these rhymes that I write Keep my soul breathing through the middle of night Grind never stops and the money don't grow But the love for my seeds is the only thing I know [Chorus] I'm Still Bout It, still exhaling clouds from my chest Probably never stop till I'm laid down to rest Still drop heaters, maybe I'm selfish I go hard on the grind like I'm careless Lyrics still shine, with a flow that will blind Words will define what's coming from my mind After a long day, there's no time to recline Creating these songs is giving me peace of mind
