Listen to This When You Feel Tough lyrics

[Intro: Marty Mar]
They say life is like a box of chocolates
Well guess what?
I'm allergic to chocolate

[Hook: Fern]
A hundred shows, a hundred planes
Misfit gang, you know the name
Ridin' through my city, I don't feel the same
But when they see me they be yellin', "Boy, ain't nothin' changed!"
We back in this thing
Back up, we back up, we back in this thing
We back
Back in this thing
Back up, we back up, we back in this thing
Back in this thing
Back up, we back up, we back in this thing
Bang, bang, bang
Back in this thing
Back up, we back up, we back in this thing

[Verse 1: Fern]
Got wifey riding that space car
Independent never no A&R
Big flow, but I had a small chain on
'Til that first check came, now my chain long
Streets heavy livin' life awol
I be goin' in back to the same old
The same house stuck in the same hole
All I ever had was a vision of playing baseball
This that takeoff, wheels up, touchdown, left seat
The reason you know why they mess with the Club heavy
It's more than music, it started the frenzy
I speak how it is, It's okay to unfriend me
I'm not talking about Benz's or bezels
But you can tell your friends that Fern is about it
The movement is crowded and all of us wearing black
Imma stand out ya'll gon' see me, no problem
Where the options, options
We're the true synopsis
This is Frank Sinatra in the booth for pasta
Spittin' you that proper so the youth that's growin' up in the hood will prosper
Why Fern, why you do 'em like that?
I be spitting like a gat, cause the toolie go brat
Hollywood, homicide's number one
But before my life's done Imma show 'em God's son