[VERSE 1] Stomach growling, fridge sound hollow Rent due Friday, still chasing tomorrow One eye on the bills, one hand on the dream Same black trash bag by the sink all week Night shift drag, feet still moving Came home dead, still opened up Cubase Ramen in a bowl, steam in my face Trying make a way from a bad little place Landlord bang like he know my name I don't say shit, just stare at the chain Pockets got lint, bus pass bent Still showed up like I ain't got sense Rain hit hard, soaked through the sole Mud on the hem, still went for the goal Phone all cracked, debt on the line I let that bitch ring, kept writing mine [HOOK] Gut check grind Came this far on an empty stomach Gut check grind Too much hurt, can't let shit stop it No handout came, no lane got wide Still kept going, that's all I knew Gut check grind Dream still big when the room went dark [VERSE 2] Knuckles still sore from the wall last month Mirror got a crack where my face was once Job apps sent, no word came back Printer out of ink, had to laugh at that Bread got spots, cut around the bad Tylenol low, still pushed through the lag Bandage half-off, scar still there I know what it cost just to breathe through fear Shelter line long, dawn cut cold Folks in they hoodies, heads bent low I kept one beat in the back of my head Like one good run and I'm out this mess Studio dream in a cardboard box Mic stand lean, but it still held up I don't need much, just one more shot One clean take and the whole shit pop [BRIDGE] I done been one bill from broke for real One bad week from losing grip That's why I don't talk that big-boy shit I just lock in and keep that lit [FINAL HOOK] Gut check grind Came this far on an empty stomach Gut check grind Too much hurt, can't let shit stop it No handout came, no lane got wide Still kept going, that's all I knew Gut check grind Dream still big when the room went dark
