Songtext How many times Packy

How many times

Another show, another song, another feature
Another piece of me gone, I'm steady tryna reach ya
How many times until I'm stable?
Came a long way from doing all our business under the table
I'm grateful but I'm human
I'm?getting?older?and the weight?of expectations are?heavy on my shoulders
How many times until it's fate?
How many rhymes I gotta spit until I don't gotta think about putting food on my plate?
Somebody tell me and be accurate
How many times until I don't gotta think about what I'm gonna do after this?
Try to imagine it, you livin' a dream and then in a moment, it vanishes
You ten years deep, look at what you made
It's amazing but try to put that shit on a résumé
Sometimes I wish I fell flat on my face
At least I would know it's the end of the race, but here I am still

But here I am still
Sometimes I wish I fell flat on my face
At least I would know it's the end of the race, but here I am still
Cash rules everything around me, cream, get the money
Dolla-dolla bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream, get the money
Or you ain't really living the dream
Tick-tock, you can't stop now
You better hit a lick 'fore the bottom drop out
Better hit it big if you got a big mouth
If you really with the shit, then you better dig down, yeah
Cash rules everything around me, cream
If you ain't makin' money, are you livin' the dream?

Who am I to complain? I know I got it good
I know a lot of people searchin' for themselves in Hollywood
And never find it
Chasin' a lifestyle, livin' for right now, I can't blame 'em
Small town have you fiendin' for some entertainment
I decided to create it, life is what you make it
But what is makin' it if you got no relationships?
Nobody to share the success with
It's all about who you know, who you gettin' in bed with
I rather be surrounded by the people I bled wit'
Too many years working on my deadlift, pickin' up weight
They won't spit on a track, but they spit in my face
And tell me it's rainin', fuck the complainin'
Spent half a year waiting on an opportunity that fell through
But fuck if I'ma blame it, this shit is entertainment
You either playin' the game or the game play you

Game play you
But fuck if I'ma blame it, this shit is entertainment
You either playin' the game or the game play you
Cash rules everything around me, cream, get the money
Dolla-dolla bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream, get the money
Or you ain't really livin' the dream
Tick-tock, you can't stop now
You better hit a lick 'fore the bottom drop out
Better hit it big if you got a big mouth
If you really with the shit, then you better dig down, yeah
Cash rules everything around me, cream
If you ain't makin' money, are you livin' the dream?