WHATURPG – My Space

Verse 1
“Holy” tatted on my neck, it sit above the chain
Tried to label me a sinner but I’m still a saint (Yeah)
I got family ‘cross the border livin’ day-to-day (Uh huh)
Ain’t no sense in clockin’ in and out for pocket change (Pew, pew, pew)
So I put in work, tryna make the first
Put the family first, break the family curses (Uh huh, phew)
Had to go through hell and back to see heaven on earth (Uh huh)
It was brick by brick, got it out the dirt (Huh, yeah)
I don’t wanna pose for the content
I’ve been duckin’ all the trends and the nonsense
Locked in, dealin’ with the past, tryna process
Regardless, did it from the heart for the heartless
[Chorus: WHATUPRG & Not Klyde]
Took a lot for me to get back on the grind again (Yeah)
Lemme tell you ’bout the demons I’ve been battlin’ (Uh huh)
Couldn’t go back to the struggle, man, I had to win (Huh)
Tell the Devil back, back, I need my space (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Took a lot for me to get back on the grind again (Woo)
Lemme tell you ’bout the demons I’ve been battlin’ (Whew)
Couldn’t go back to the struggle, man, I had to win
Tell the Devil back, back, I need my space (Uh huh, uh huh)

Verse 2
Remember them days when I was broke but it wasn’t no crumblin’ (It wasn’t no crumblin’)
I tried to get cash to make it flip but ended up tumblin’ (Flip)
Thought I would be steppin’ with that drink, but end up stumblin’ (I was steppin’)
Couldn’t even talk every time I sip, I end up mumblin’ (Yeah)
On pay-per-view, I’m fightin’ demons

Interlude
(Yeah, we outside, we outside)

Verse 3
Hey, hey, it was hectic, early mornin’, restless
Wake up on the edge, yeah, dodgin’ all my best friends
Label on the line, they wanna keep up with investments
Had to get back up and tell myself that I been destined
Holy presidential with the chosen, I’m elected
Angels all around me when I’m walkin’ unprotected
Slidin’ through the city, it ain’t litty, it’s electric
Trendin’ in Brazil, yeah, but I can’t chill yet

‘Til we at the top, top, top, top, top, top, top
Top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top
Put the family on my shoulders, I can’t let ’em down
I’d be damned if I let depression take me out
Look at what I’m on, it’s elite, I put on for the team
If I got it, then we got it, yeah, we all ’boutta eat
Got a callin’ on my life, I’m ’boutta walk what I preach
Put a demon in a hearse, lay him down, R.I.P

Chorus
Took a lot for me to get back on the grind again
Lemme tell you ’bout the demons I’ve been battlin’
Couldn’t go back to the struggle, man, I had to win
Tell the devil back, back, I need my space