What It's Worth Lyrics - If There's A Hell Below - Black Milk

What it's worth 

What it's, what it's worth 

Honestly, gotta ask myself 

Time and time what I'm working for 

Is it worth it, though? 

Look, fans ain't realizing when I'm working, though 

Keep they pockets filled with stacks 

Gotta keep food up in they fridge 

Keep my moms out of that trap 

Keep my bro up out of that pen 

Never had a land in hand, always had to play my part 

Play it smart 

All that's about is craft 

But sometimes survival is getting hard 

Yo, this life is bigger than me, feel weighed down by a hundred problems 

Got a family on my hands, crown on my head, city on top of my shoulders 

Fuck what these niggas say, fuck what these niggas think 

It ain't worth the time 

You got fans with they hands in the air 

Making sure you're not working a regular job on a regular 

You got niggas tryina live they dream 

But you got niggas that live the reality, not tryina live above they make 

This what, this kinda life I dream 

Two shots to the head, two shots till we dead 

Just what this kind of life might bring 

That's what this kinda night might mean 

You clock in or be clocked in, OGs here, no stopping 

As long as breath's in my lungs waving white flags ain't never the option 

What it's worth 

What it's, what it's worth 

I see I'm talking and debating about my rating 

If I only had one fan ring behind I could never feel underrated 

So I hear too many questions about 

Why you not working, when the latest out 

Never was one, go to another one just to feel validated 'bout 

Shit, I'm doing all amount of work 

Tryina give 'em what they asking for 

Yeah, I'm built from the borough but I'm not a hero 

Hood past with a past pro, hit a toenail, go back to the mold 

But it sound like we're raised around criminals just to hear shots outside of the door 

Give a fuck less about shots and subliminals 

Let it breathe, let it doze, me and my niggas had dreams 

Cashing checks with seven Os 

PA, Westside, hop in the truck like let's ride 

Mom's looking at the time, hoping that I owe this song, make it back inside 

And I did that, live by a code, live for tomorrow 

Walk down streets where empty hollows stray 'round broken bottles 

I did that, went from one bath and a deck, go wrap on the neck 

Double track and the deck, lay it back on cassette 

Yeah, yeah, they lived that 

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What it's, what it's worth 

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