This is the song that really set the tone for my solo project. C-Rel and I needed to get our song “New War” mixed for a Below Tha Surface video shoot. My homeboy Vision’s business partner, Ced Solo, had a good studio set up and talent to mix songs. When I went to Ced’s studio, he let me check out some of his beats. After his recent success with Anthony Hamilton, I wanted to hear some other soulful tracks because I was going to begin piecing together my solo album and I wanted a different sound.
The soul and bluesy funk of this beat really hooked me. The instrumental told the story that “Can’t Give Up” became. I ended up writing “Can’t Give Up” in about an hour. I was at a point of questioning whether to walk away from music because I needed to provide for my son and music wasn’t making money. It’s a hard choice that so many musicians have to make at one point or another of their lives. I felt I had so much more to say and hoped that maybe I could even inspire some lives on some level.
This song became the cornerstone, foundation, and my own inspiration to complete my solo project. Whenever I was faced with self-doubt, I would play this song and remember all I sacrificed by leaving home (in Oklahoma) by moving to Atlanta and the talent I felt God blessed me with. That was all the push I needed to continue this project and keep moving.
I can’t give up (no, no), Lord knows I try, that’s all I really could do.
I just keep my head high and make it all come true.
It’s the first morning (of my life) I woke up,
Worked all night, now I’m packed up.
Got a dream that will never hold up,
Now it’s only forward motion never back up.
Then I said goodbye to the OK,
Headed east and fixed my sites onto GA.
Can’t believe I just left my fam at home,
The boy becomes a man, set out on my own.
In this music biz you stand or fall,
Our first show in the A and we won it all.
So we decide to stay, see what we could make,
I finished school, didn’t hesistate.
Burning both ends of the candle light,
Four hours of sleep, yeah that’s a good night.
Now see we just might, see the pay off,
Until I do, I ain’t taking no days off.
I miss my mother, I miss my father.
I miss my stepmother (and stepfather), I miss my Goddaughter.
I miss my brothers, I miss my sisters.
I got a son now and he’s getting bigger.
The industry is changing, but the politics aint,
I got laid off and the music don’t pay.
I funded the first album, but the team fell apart,
Didn’t promote it as planned now I’m back at the start.
Now my responsibilities are catching up to me.
Should I stay in the music? Or should I leave?
But if I leave, that means a part of me dies,
And I got something to say, so I’m still gonna try.