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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robby Pardlo
Robby Pardlo
Vocals
Ryan Toby
Ryan Toby
Vocals
Claudette Ortiz
Claudette Ortiz
Vocals
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robby Pardlo
Robby Pardlo
Songwriter
Ryan Toby
Ryan Toby
Songwriter
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
Brian Bailey
Brian Bailey
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wyclef Jean
Wyclef Jean
Producer
Jerry Duplessis
Jerry Duplessis
Producer
Robby Pardlo
Robby Pardlo
Producer
Ryan Toby
Ryan Toby
Producer
Serge "Sergical" Tsai
Serge "Sergical" Tsai
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Boys and girls wanna hear a true story? Saturday night I was at this real wild party They had the liquor overflowing the cup About 5 or 6 strippers trying to work for a buck And I took one girl outside with me Her name was Lonni, she went to junior high with me I said, "Why you up in there dancing for cash? I guess a whole a lot's changed since I seen you last." She said What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone on the bedroom floor Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money And his daddy's gone Somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lockdown I ain't got a job now So for you this is just a good time, but for me this is what I call life Girl you ain't the only one with a baby That's no excuse to be living all crazy Then she looked me right square in the eye And said every day I wake up hoping to die She said-nigga I know about pain cause Me and my sister ran away so my daddy couldn't rape us Before I was a teenager I been through more shit that you can't even relate to What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone on the bedroom floor Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money And his daddy's gone Somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lockdown I ain't got a job now So for you this is just a good time, but for me this is what I call life Hold up! What would you do? Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse What would you do? Cause I wouldn't want my baby to go through what I went through Come on, what would you do? Get up on my feet and stop making tired excuses What would you do? Girl, I know if my mother can do it, baby you can do it What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone on the bedroom floor Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money And his daddy's gone Somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lockdown I ain't got a job now So for you this is just a good time, but for me this is what I call life
Writer(s): Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Melvin Charles Bradford, David Axelrod, Robert S. Pardlo, Maurice Ryan Toby, Andre Romell Young, Brian Bailey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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