well everyday’s like (great nine?)
everyday’s like trying to throw a punch for the first time, a long line
and there are cuts on your hands from tryin to reach the sky
one ways, i’m learning [bad word] all over again
everyday’s like new year’s eve my friend
with so much hype and so much waste
a big smile from a (big fake?)
or a big smile, but she’s underaged
now i don’t know what tomorrow brings, it’s all been done
i don’t care what tomorrow brings
cuz me? 

i’m fine
i’m fine
me? i’m fine
i’m fine
i just cant get used to life

dont you worry if im on my grind
i just cant get used to life
dont you worry if im on my grind
guess i just cant get used to life

they say the things you go through in life make you who you are
we all [bad word] people it aint about who you are
i keep my head high my bills late im still fly
dont know if im gon see tomorrow but yes i will try
survivin like them passengers in the hustle
and i start my journey to the top with my alarm clock buzzin at me
get up get out and get something,
you dont get up and get out then you dont get nothing
middle class call it work for me i call it hustlin
whatever it take to keep that turkey in that oven
heavy as this load is i can still hold it
play your position you gotta know just what you roll in
cameras up, (tapes in?), tape is now rollin my life is like a movie, the premiere is now showin
all my seeds growin, i just keep goin
dont you worry if im on my grind
cuz me?

im fine
im fine
me? im fine
im fine
i just cant get used to life
dont you worry if im on my grind
i just cant get used to life
dont you worry if im on my grind
guess i just cant get used to life