I’m supposed to be chill

Wakin' up, sun rise, but the bills still stack, Empty fridge, dreams big, gotta hustle, no lack. Mama workin' late nights, tryin' to make it right, But the weight on my shoulders, feelin' heavy as the night. Streets cold, heart warm, I’m just chasin' my fate, Every corner that I turn, seein' brothers in a state. Lost a few to the struggle, but I keep my head high, In this game, I’m a soldier, never lettin' dreams die. Countin' change for a meal, but my vision's still clear, Got a fire in my soul, ain’t no room for fear. Pockets empty, but my mind full of plans, Gotta rise up, break the chains with these hands. Life’s a battle, every day’s a test of my will, Climbin' mountains made of doubt, but I’m searchin' for the thrill. Hope’s the light in the dark, I’m just playin' my part, From the bottom to the top, yeah, I’m followin' my heart.