[Verse: Dan Marc] Spit on the mic, and you know that I'm going I'm going so hard that you know that I'm flowing I Can never stop, cause you know that I'm grinding I keep it so high that she know that I'm flying Who do you mean? I gotta stay.. on my hustle and grind What do you think I'll find? Gotta.. Gotta know, that a n***a gotta shine When I came back and a n***a shine with the light When I.. Came back, and you never got a bite And I calmed down, f**, right before the big fight And day by day, when ya gotta go to work Working everyday, when ya feet still hurt, Ah Gah Dang, what'd I say, I gotta do What I do, what I say, when I came back fool Mothaf**a I don't give a f** Cause the struggles in my life are kinda tough It's High Life, My Life High Life, My Life You better know what the f** the deal.. is I don't give a f**, if your sitting on the beat Mothafkas.. I don't give a f**... for real. Damn Smoking so much weed it.. it helps me go to sleep p**y are like bud sometimes, they both gotta take them, go in deep Damn My bad Ace, You made this dope a** beat, I had to go on this sh** Interlude n***as..