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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G. Dep
G. Dep
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Griff
J. Griff
Songwriter
K. Watts
K. Watts
Songwriter
R.Lawrence
R.Lawrence
Songwriter
T. Coleman
T. Coleman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Griff
J. Griff
Producer
K. Watts
K. Watts
Producer
R.Lawrence
R.Lawrence
Producer
Dom Mancuso
Dom Mancuso
Assistant Engineer
"Prince Charles" Alexander
"Prince Charles" Alexander
Mixing Engineer
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

Listen I'ma tell you straight like this Word up! Listen A yo, I walk down the block with my stomach in knots Spent time hustlin', runnin' from cops Broke as a joke, no ends at all Can't play ball and my Timb's is small Can't buy trees with government cheese I'd rather be where it's breezy, niggas bubblin' ki's My mom's got two jobs, one on her knees And writin' letters to the governor, "Please call off the deeds" My baby mother with another brother with cash They drive by roll down the window and laugh I solve all my problems with indo and hash Bought my daughter a Nintendo, now she callin' him Dad My landlord's a jerk, the water don't work My little sister twelve when she bought her own skirt Rather do Kirk than do her homework Talk blunts and boys and she'll jump for joy Shit's twisted, opportunity knocked but I missed it Out in the park gettin' lifted So now I'm sittin' here shit out of luck without a buck And it don't make a difference So do you hear me? 'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly I got to know, I got to go I strive for my pay each and every way But this type of shit, it happens everyday It's like I'm trapped in a maze, walk around in a daze I won't rest 'til I'm paid or I'm down in my grave I wanna look tough but my sneakers is scuffed Everyday pants in the week is enough I had a little money but it came and it went Now it's either pay the rent or stay in a tent And it don't make sense how the shit is intense And all you got up in your pocket is lint, you get the hint? I had a cigarette for breakfast, just for beginners Pride for my lunch and sleep for dinner Tried to go to church, priest called me a sinner He called me everythin' except for a winner I'm walkin' in the rain wishin' things would change It ain't a game, man, I pawned all the rings and chains Emotionally scarred from losin' my job Pass the nod nigga, times is hard Now do you hear me? 'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly I got to know, I got to go I strive for my pay each and every way But this type of shit, it happens everyday Now would you check me? If I was you and you was me, would you respect me? I got to know, I got to go I strive for my pay each and every way But this type of shit, it happens everyday I ain't gonna front, all I want is a blunt A pair of blue and yellow dunks and my hundreds in chunks But people see me, put they purse to the front I'm waking up early on the first of the month Honeys don't respect when you call 'em collect And it's 25 cent, you can call 'em direct I put my life on the line and I ain't makin' a dime Niggas call me, "Never mind, man, you're wastin' your time" A yo, I'm livin' in the ghetto and I'm tryin' to survive At the same time a nigga rollin' by in a five Can't find a drive for a 9 to 5 It's like I only get by when I'm feelin' the high And I ain't got no smoke, the elevator broke I'm at the end of my rope tryin' to find a way to cope I'm sippin' on Gin thinkin' how I could win I don't know where it begins but this is where it could end Now do you hear me? 'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly I got to know, I got to go I strive for my pay each and every way But this type of shit, it happens everyday Now would you check me? If I was you and you was me, would you respect me? I got to know, I got to go I strive for my pay each and every way But this type of shit, it happens everyday Everyday
Writer(s): Martin Frederiksen, Joseph Elliott, Philip Kenneth Collen, Richard Savage, Richard John Cyril Allen, Vivian Patrick Campbell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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