Little in my pocket — pressure in my chest Got a smile on my face, but I ain't got rest Woke up praying I could pause this stress But the rent don’t wait and the pain don’t guess Told my fam “I'm good” just to keep them calm But I’m overdrafted in both my cards Said “God provides” like a churchman would But faith ain't food — and belief ain't wood Had dreams bigger than my hometown Now I'm working double just to slow down Trying to float with the world on my neck And bills stacked taller than my self-respect more