to survive another day
Life is what it issince lil kids we been up in this
lil trap that we stuck up in
tryna get it,
commited,
we all in it,
we forced to be up in it
of course somebody gotta to use force tryna get it
my mommma,
she use to tell me be ready
but really nevrdid she tell me
that the weight was finna be this heavy
my lifes,
been like a dream of drama
hard times and bad luck
enough to make a man go nuts
but I clutch my guts and contimplate
another way to survive another day
and put some food on my plate
I make it, like a point to be good
eventhough I'm doin so much bad
tryna get this cash,
I laugh to tryta keep myself from breakin down
and breakin out in tears
I tryin for years......
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