Tay Rob - Lately

I wanna be the best me I can be
I fought for mine
And I been fighting way too long (Too long)
But I can’t stop now
My will is way too strong (It's too strong)
But I can’t stop now
My will is way too strong
I been fighting way too long, yea
Hold up
Give me some room
I was getting to it as soon as I came out the womb
Hold up
Give me some space
Disrespect me, I take that as slap to the face
Hold up
Give me my credit
Yea the boy sick, I just might need a doc or a medic
Hold up
Give me the shot ima take it
I’m praying to God that I make it, yea
Business as usual (Usual)
I don’t trip over Ls, the struggle is beautiful (Beautiful)
You thought that I wouldn’t bounce back from that loss
Homie you must be delusional (Delusional)
I’m a warrior
Even in a laundromat, I don’t fold up
Getting to the bread like cold cuts
Tryna have the rap game sowed up
But that’ll all come in due time
I got the people saying who is this
Like I hit their phone from a new line
They tryna act like they don’t notice me (Notice me)
It’s Tay Rob boy you know it’s me (Know it's me)
I made a killing with the poetry (Poetry)
And I don’t know nobody cold as me, forreal
Lately I been heavy on my grind (On my grind)
Lately success been weighing heavy on my mind (On my mind)
Took a look in the mirror
Said it’s time to work harder (Work harder)
I just resharpened my focus
Man I gotta work smarter, believe that
This is my moment, and I gotta own it
I just cannot let it slip away (Slip away)
I’m going after it 24/7
Same hustle just a different day (Different day)
I’m just taking my time
Give me a few years I’ll be taking what’s mine
I keep it real, ain’t no faking the grind
I'm tryna rock nations like Jay in his prime
I feel that me and the crew next like white tees (White tees)
And I need all this here on film
Somebody please call Spike Lee (Spike Lee)
My life is a movie, it’s starring me (Starring me)
That hunger and drive is a part of me (Part of me)
I put in that work, it ain’t hard to see (Hard to see)
And I feel like nobody go hard as me (Hard as me)
It’s my turn at the table, I’m here for a feast (Here for a feast)
I came for it all, I didn’t come for a piece
I been in the field, I’m lacing my cleats (My cleats)
Tiger Woods coming out of retirement
I’m getting back in the swing of things
I had to take some time off
Just to get myself together
But now I’m back and I’m better
Ready and down whatever
I gotta go for mine
Like a tied score, I put in overtime
And I pray that this works over time, yea
Pray I be legend when I’m dead and gone
And we don’t speak the same language
You might just need Rosetta Stone
Lately I been heavy on my grind (On my grind)
Lately success been weighing heavy on my mind (On my mind)
Took a look in the mirror
Said it’s time to work harder (Work harder)
I just resharpened my focus
Man I gotta work smarter, believe that

Written by:
Donald Robinson, James McKinley Horton, Ronnie E Broomfield

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