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Playing on a field of hard times, rain one day sunshine the next [Outro], on any given sunday i got to play my best
i m different i told ya don t want to be just a commodity
yeah the harder they must fall
This can be taken from me but it all comes down to is money y all, too many pressures trying to play me out
True players always maintaing, this can be taken from me but it all comes down to is money
Sacrifice don t give up the fight, this can be taken from me but it all comes down to is money
I got a chip on my shoulder, strive to achieve and die in for what you believe
you know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on monday
sacrifice don t give up the fight
it s killing me cause at first they wasn t feeling me never given a chance to show my true ability
Yeah the harder they must fall, i knew the game and how to play run, these struggles are like the yardlines that i gain from
Strive to achieve and die in for what you believe, nowhere is where i came from
Strive to achieve and die in for what you believe, on the battlefields left abandoned, then instantaneously break em
See what happens with wealth, i m smarter g this is my life Foxx, sacrifice don t give up the fight
On any given sunday i got to play my best, but never knew the price of fame would weigh tons Jamie, though the times are getting wicked i m older
The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall
from cotton to football fields
now i learn from self when pain comes
Strive to achieve and die in for what you believe, strive to achieve and die for what you believe Given, i m smarter g this is my life
What s next accounted by the press, everything will be all right on any given sunday, during the sunniest of days many superstars fell
Now i learn from self when pain comes, the harder they come the hard
What s next accounted by the press, the harder they come the hard
Fame can be as painful as death of patron, i m smarter g this is my life
You know how they play brothers, mad stress on my chest Given, no defensive they tackle me every blow brings back a memory
Now i learn from self when pain comes, i got a chip on my shoulder, strive to achieve and die for what you believe
Sacrifice don t give up the fight, i know that on any given sunday [Outro], true players always maintaing
Though the times are getting wicked i m older, no defensive they tackle me every blow brings back a memory Jamie, but i m rapped in myself
but i m rapped in myself
This can be taken from me but it all comes down to is money, yeah the harder they must fall, i got a chip on my shoulder
Back then i guess it was hard to see, it s like that saying
Back then i guess it was hard to see, of course i know that i m blessed but here s the test Jamie, the harder they come the hard
The holy game can make em, no defensive they tackle me every blow brings back a memory, then instantaneously break em
of course i know that i m blessed but here s the test
everything will be all right on any given sunday
playing on a field of hard times
I m different i told ya don t want to be just a commodity, the real paradox