Sol - Fame lyrics

[Verse 1] I just been doing what I got to do to make it/ Sitting here waiting for the dough/ Till my soul feels whole no mo/ Fame just seem like folklore/ Hold the door for my conscious/ More a hostage than a robber/ Posture, I don't think it matter/ So I be slouching when my pockets get fatter/ If they get fatter/ Gather up my strength/ Gotta do what it takes/ I gotta keep going/ Steady blowing away the competition/ Every decision that I make/ Open up the way/ I just hope that I get there someday/ Open mic on a Sunday/ Need to let it out/ f** a runway/ To fly to land now/ Who or what am I?/ A sand castle/ Bout to wash away with the tide/ Biding my time till then/ Fortifications weren't strong enough/ I let it all in/ I let it all get to me/ Fornicating in the midst of my misery/ Gotta admit, she's damn pretty/ So I make sure she finishes/ That's chivalry/ (cla**ic mugen) [Verse 2] I just been doing what I gotta do to make it/ Grabbing anything that is up for the taking/ f** the hatred and the fake sh**/ I'm making moves to improve my life/ If this was clue/ Then it's mugen in the kitchen with the knife/ Cause I'm splitting that blunt/ Spitting for fun/ Getting sh** done/ All day/ All week/ All month/ All year/ People like/ Got damn mugen/ You da realest one here/ Looking in the mirror/ Pupils dilated/ Eyes so red/ Boy bet I'm faded/ Faded glory/ Trynna get some cash/ Like I'm in the house with Cory/ Story of a kid living lavish/ At least wishing that he could/ But it's been established/ That he's more of an anne frank in the attic/ Would hide away with a pen and a page/ Couple notes where he's written verses/ Sitting playing chicken with fame/ Like he's eating in at a Church's/ Steady working, running the biz/ Thinking that this is what a purpose is/ [Outro] But if not/ What am I supposed to do/ Back down, give up/ f** that, come back better than before/ Settle the score, once and for all/ No plan to fall back on/ I'm all in, calling the shots/ Rap game, life long/ Till I'm writing d**h's song/ As my body it rots/ Or sits burnt in a pot/ I'm just doing what I gotta do/