Fine Line

I been walkin’ that fine line.

[Verse 1]
I was broke in my city, still dressed like I meant it
Hand-me-down fit, whole outfit rented
Mama said “pray,” homies said “press it”
Heart said “wait,” but the gas got pressed quick
Late nights, notebook, small lamp flicker
Food in the fridge look thin, pen thicker
Dreams on the wall with the tape half peeling
Still wrote lines like I paid half a million

[Chorus]
I been walkin’ that fine line (fine line)
Between the oh-well and “it’s my time” (my time)
Between the fall-off and the skyline
Every little loss was a sign
Now we up on that bright side (bright side)
Still remember how the dark tried (dark tried)
I been walkin’ that fine line
Now every step feel like the right side (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Used to count change, now I count blessings
Same old stress, brand new perspective
Whole crew hungry, every talk ’bout pressure
Turned “why me?” into “I’m next up,” extra
Saw folks fold when the heat got higher
I wrote cold quotes, turned pain to a choir
If they ever doubt what the grind might buy us
Tell ’em “look up,” we the name on the flyer (hey!)

[Chorus]
I been walkin’ that fine line (fine line)
Between the oh-well and “it’s my time” (my time)
Between the fall-off and the skyline
Every little loss was a sign
Now we up on that bright side (bright side)
Still remember how the dark tried (dark tried)
I been walkin’ that fine line
Now every step feel like the right side (right side)