[Verse 1]
I’m turning pages in my books, things I overlook
I got all these haters shook, superflying Snuk
Add these verses to a hook, I’mma have to cook
Chopping lettuce with the bros, that was all it took
I told shawty I got problems tryna be the best
Always was focused on the game, then I got obsessed
We could ride around the world, I don’t see the flex
But all these diamonds in the rough wanna be Finesse
My complexion kinda bright when the soul is dark
All my blessings kinda nice, but I’m torn apart
I’ve seen mothers and their kids living in the car
House on wheels in the lot, never leaving park
Three meals and a spot, never seen a yard
Just some love from the wise, never break a card
I know we face a lot of grief, had it from the start
But we ain’t had it like they have it, tell me what is hard

[Hook]
(No space in this city, just a little room
Ain’t no glow on the sign, finna make a move
Gotta make it out the pain, tryna see it through
I be damned if I fall, what I got to lose?
No space in this city, just a little room
Ain’t no glow on the sign, finna make a move
Gotta make it out the pain, tryna see it through
I be damned if I fall, what I got to lose?)

[Verse 2]
Four walls and a light hanging overhead
Late nights in the city, rather lay in bed
But my job got me working, so I’m here instead
Homie working at the corner, tryna earn his bread
And I ain’t talking bout money, he just want a loaf
A bottled water and a bill glistening with some hope
The type of guy to make it work when he’s feeling low
He been the type to hit the grind, while the weather’s cold
So while I’m selfish, grip my pockets and I pull a note
I rather see him at his best, than him going ghost
I rather see these rappers do it and they never boast
But it’s them plays and them views that can make ‘em gross
While all these cities stand around, who is really true?
Panhandling for a check or a little food?
But I can’t help them every time, I ain’t being rude
But when I can, pray they better when they make that move
[Outro]
(No space in this city, just a little room
Ain’t no glow on the sign, finna make a move
Gotta make it out the pain, tryna see it through
I be damned if I fall, what I got to lose?
No space in this city, just a little room
Ain’t no glow on the sign, finna make a move
Gotta make it out the pain, tryna see it through
I be damned if I fall, what I got to lose?)