Lyrics:

Artists have always been inspired during the lows in life, and people have always been drawn to art that comes from a place of pain.
I had my back against the wall
Had my back against the wall
(Nigga, pass the alcohol)
(I got my back, I got my back)
Yo, on this road to getting money, I'm just sliding through
Got two whips, two kids, two baby mommas too
Every day a different city I be flying through
This stress gives you gray hairs, I just found a few
Found me a little bad bitch and she 'bout it too
Grinding hard, making sure this bank account is full
Had my back against the wall, fought my way through
Watched a couple cats profit off my wave too
Still running with the same crew, cause I stay true
Term and Statik established in 1982
This must be heaven, being a dad plus a legend
I got a seven figure dream, that's a lucky seven
I hit the dutch, exhale, then sip this cup
Tryna take away the pain so I'm liquored up
Listen up, every day you wake is a blessing
That's another twenty-four to grind for this cheddar
(Pass the alcohol)
(Back against the wall, yeah
Had the back against the wall, oh
Yeah, I got my back, I got my back against the wall)