Day after day, seems like I push against the clouds
They just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I've wakened every blessed morning
Down on my luck and up against the wind
Don't you stop, don't you run, don't you cry
Day after day, seems like I push against the clouds
They just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I've wakened every blessed morning
Down on my luck and up against the wind
Don't you stop, don't you run, don't you cry
Out
@THEHOLYGHOST please put us in our place tonight
Says who
Joe will smoke Drizzy’s ass in rapping buddy. F*** money