Sweat and Tears

People talk shit, people act shady
talk bigger than they walk
smile in your face and stab in your throat
every street and every corner
danger lurks, there is no other
safe haven i can turn to
but the one thing i enjoy
more than a hobby, it’s like money
i need it to function, be fed daily
dopamine in my veins, what a joint does to my brain
passions don’t fade, unlike a short lived fame
if you love it for real
you keep grinding, dig deeper
live larger in order to win it
people talk shit, people act shady
“can’t do this no more”, “somebody save me”
one breath, one step, one more chance
get back on the floor, no sweat no tears
well, yes sweat. Im playing ball.

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