Brighter Days

I can't find the motive to wake in the morning
 And be so productive the way that you do
 I'd rather smoke 'til my lungs prolly blow up
 The way that my music will hopefully do
 I know the world as you know it
 Is heavy, it's harder to grasp
 Sometimes you fall, sometimes you crash
 Stand up and notice you're back on your ass
 See, I hate the shit that I'm living in
 Got a bitch and she claim that she innocent
 When I pull up and show her the evidence
 Yeah, I'll be the one inconsiderate
 And lately I just wanna finish shit
 Finna stomp you get blood on my Timberlands
 Love my city but hate who I share it with
 Got no feelings 'cause nobody felt the kid
 Now I'm too okay on my own
 Rather be out on the streets than my home
 Rather be rollin' up gettin' some dome
 Look in my eyes when you say you want smoke
 I feel the energy, really you don't
 Toolie on temple like I'm finna blow
 I need that ice that resemble my soul
 'Cause I know there's people who think that I won't
 See, I hate the shit that I'm living in
 Got a bitch and she claim that she innocent
 When I pull up and show her the evidence
 Yeah, I'll be the one inconsiderate
 And lately, I just wanna finish shit
 Finna stomp you get blood on my Timberlands
 Love my city but hate who I share it with
 Got no feelings 'cause nobody felt the kid
 Now I'm too okay on my own
 Rather be out on the streets than my home
 Rather be rollin' up gettin' some dome
 Look in my eyes when you say you want smoke
 I feel the energy, really you don't
 Toolie on temple like I'm finna blow
 I need that ice that resemble my soul
 'Cause I know there's people who think that I won't
 See, I hate the shit that I'm living in
 Got a bitch and she claim that she innocent
 When I pull up and show her the evidence
 Yeah, I'll be the one inconsiderate
 And sometimes I just wanna finish shit
 Finna stomp you get blood on my Timberlands
 Love my city but hate who I share it with
 Got no feelings 'cause nobody felt the kid
 Now I'm too okay on my own
 Rather be out on the streets than my home
 Rather be rollin' up gettin' some dome
 Look in my eyes when you say you want smoke
 I feel the energy, really you don't
 Toolie on temple like I'm finna blow
 I need that ice that resemble my soul
 'Cause I know there's people who think that I won't