Eve
Soha A.K.A. Julien & DJ Gregory Lyrics

Aye, man, chapter one like that
The beginning of my story, chapter one, is just like that.

Let me die just to see my name on the wall
I am so determined to succeed that I would die just to see my name on the wall of fame.

Never fall, gotta make due
I can never give up or fail, I need to make do with what I have.

Yea I signed my first deal, wasn't no mill
I signed my first record deal, but it didn't make me a millionaire.

Barely had a dollar to my name and I was broke by day two
I was so broke that I had barely a dollar to my name, and I was broke again on the second day.

Doing all types of songs, they were jammin, don't get me wrong
I experimented with different music genres and styles, and they were all good but not entirely me.

But my pops was like 'J this ain't you'
My father, who knows me well, was telling me that these songs weren't really me.

Now I'm in the 'sip take a trip to B-Ham
I am in Mississippi, taking a trip to Birmingham to find my true sound.

Cause eating off the food in my grandma's kitchen wouldn't do
I cannot survive on my grandmother's cooking, I must make it in the music industry to have a better life.

I'm talking in the studio
I spend most of my time in the studio creating music.

All night mixing from scratch
I stay up all night mixing and creating new music from scratch.

Making beats, at the best getting less than the crack my nigga servin'
I make beats all day, but I'm only making a little bit of money, while my friend, who sells crack, is making a lot more.

Thinking 'Where did I go wrong?'
I often think to myself, 'where did I go wrong?'

Never should have quit school
I regret quitting school, as it could have given me more opportunities.

I'd probably make more money flipping burgers
I think I would make more money flipping burgers than rapping for chicken change.

Than kicking verses for niggas serving chicken for skrilla
I feel like my talents are not being fully appreciated, as I am rapping for people who are only willing to pay very little money for it.

To buy some bottles for change
The little bit of money I make from rapping goes towards buying drinks instead of improving my life.

But all the while I'm hurting inside, tucking my pride
Even though I put on a brave face, inside I am struggling and hurting while trying to keep my pride.

Knowing I'm ahead of the game, shit
I am aware that I am a talented rapper, and I am ready to make it to the top.

I wrote my best songs on the grey hound of the A
My best songs were written during a bus ride in Atlanta on the greyhound bus.

Bitch I swear I ate a sandwich a day
I can barely afford to eat, and I often have to survive on just one sandwich a day.

I'm talking shit with the junkies at the race track
I am spending time with people who are not good influences, like junkies, at the race track.

Pedaling CD's that most niggas ain't played
I am trying to sell my music to people who haven't even heard of me.

Gave it for free, cause most niggas ain't paid
Since most people aren't willing to pay for my music, I give it away for free instead.

I gotta get heard, take a hit of that herb, my nigga pinchin' off
I need to promote my music, so I take a hit of weed, and my friend is selling it.

I'm high as fuck, asking myself
I am extremely high and asking myself some serious questions.

What good is a win if I take a loss?
What's the point of winning if I am still losing in life?

There's no answer
I have no answer to my question.

Blow the re-up on a dancer
I spend all my money on a stripper.

Down to fuck for money but I'm to[sic] scared to chance her
Even though the stripper is willing to sleep with me for money, I am too scared to take that chance.

Hit the DJ booth to get my songs spint
I go to the DJ booth to promote my music.

Talking 'Just Touched Down' but my flight got cancelled
Even though I am promoting my song 'Just Touched Down,' my flight to my destination was cancelled.

With a bottle in my hand, it's pretty much gone
I am drinking heavily and the bottle is almost empty.

Take a slow sip, tryna pretend that I'm on
I try to pretend that I am successful by taking slow sips of my drink.

With these 'sace shades, buck 50 soakin wet,
I am wearing designer sunglasses, but I am very poor.

With the heart of a lion but my pockets of a wretch
Even though I am fearless and determined, I am still broke and struggling.

And that's before your favorite rapper said he was a vet
My struggles started before your favorite rapper became famous.

I didn't have muscle to pull
I didn't have the power or influence to make things happen for me.

I couldn't stretch to the finish line
I couldn't reach the finish line because I didn't have the resources.

While you was eating breakfast it was dinner time
By the time you were having breakfast, I was already having dinner because I worked so hard.

For a pro nigga go getter
I am a professional who is always striving to do better.

Young nigga face but the soul of a old nigga
Even though I am young, I feel like an old soul because of my life experiences.

Grew up to be just like my pops and it shows, nigga
I grew up to be just like my father, and it shows in my music.

Rap name fixed
I have decided on my rap name.

But then there was a whole lot of 'Who the fuck is this?'
People didn't know who I was at first.

A whole lot of cursing: 'Who the fuck is KRIT?'
People were cursing and asking, 'Who the fuck is KRIT?'

Another acronym that don't stand for shit
My initials, KRIT, don't really mean anything.

And when it comes to names that's as bad as it gets
When it comes to rap names, mine is pretty bad and uninteresting.

Fast forward ten years, now who don't know KRIT?
After ten years, everyone knows KRIT and my music.

Two albums on the shelf, I beat the sophomore jinx
I have released two albums and avoided the curse of the sophomore slump.

I lost a few friends over ends, we don't speak
I have lost some friends due to money issues, and we no longer talk.

I'm thinking this must be what God really want for me
I believe that God has led me down this path for a reason.

Top floor reminiscing, lord I can't sleep
I am on the top floor of a building, remembering the past, and I cannot sleep.

Like, what happens if I close my eyes and it's all a dream
I wonder what would happen if I closed my eyes and woke up to find that this is all just a dream.

And I'm backin that telly on Martin Luther King
I remember having sex in a hotel room on Martin Luther King Boulevard.

Tryna make a difference
I am trying to make a difference in the world.

Caught up in my feelings, lord why they won't listen?
I am feeling frustrated that people aren't listening to me and my message.

Riding with my partner and he riding dirty
I am riding with a friend who is carrying drugs.

I'm kinda scared, cause I know he ain't gonna take his charge
I am afraid because I know that my friend will not take responsibility for the drugs if we get caught.

He ain't prepared, and he'll have to face that
My friend is not ready to face the consequences of carrying drugs.

And I just needed another ride to the race track
I just needed a ride to the race track to sell my music.

I'm so thankful that them laws never pulled us over
I am grateful that the police didn't pull us over and find the drugs.

God took the wheel, cause neither one of us was sober
God was looking out for us because neither of us were sober while we were driving.

Downing bottle after bottle just to make it better
I am drinking heavily to forget my problems and pain.

I survived the worst of it, now it's KRIT 4eva
I have endured the worst of my struggles, and now I will always be known as KRIT.