作曲：Dean Rogerson
作词：Henry Papas Vildosola
No man gon' strike no fear into my heart
I've been a grown man since I could see that they were scared to be their own man
And my veins still pumpin' ice like the snowman
And my rap still soundin' like I got no fans
I'm hungry, I'm starvin', I'm famished
I seen tougher times than some ** ain't managed to make through
Always had to make do, never let it break you
You just gotta breakthrough
** stop writin' 'fore they even get to page two
My life changed the day I figured out that they don't really hate you
They just mad they ain't you (They just mad)
Yeah (Yeah)
But I still got love for 'em still (Still)
I still give game to 'em still (Still)
Yeah (Yeah)
And I still clap whenever they build (Build)
Yeah (Yeah)
Because I know about the struggle for real (For real)
For real
Look, I've been livin' Plan B since my mom changed her mind and said that she would have me
Since I had to grow up lonely, separate from the family
The rappin' only happened since I gave up on the track dream
Always thought I'd have cream instead I had bad dreams
Of sayin' adieu by watchin' the people I loved the most as they suffer and die
Not tryna speak but I can't, watchin' the blood spill like paint
Till everyone I care about is gone and my world is just blank
Damn
Survivor's guilt, the price you pay to grab the torch and light the way while everybody fades away
And no one understands you, you're doin' what you can do
And they gon' wish me ill, but I still got love for 'em still (Still)
And I still give game to 'em still (Still)
Yeah (Yeah)
And I still clap whenever they build (Build)
Because I know about the struggle for real (For real)
Yeah (Yeah)
