Texty

I'm makin' 25 dollars a day And my rent still hasn't been paid, yeah No, I ain't used to feeling this way Got me stressed out while I'm countin' my change, yeah I didn't think when I moved to LA I'd have six jobs that won't hire me So can you give me a reason It's the wrong season I wanna see the future I need Yeah, mhm I'd go broke for you (broke) I'd go broke for you (hey yeah, yeah, yeah) And you know this shit ain't easy (easy) When you're on your own, this shit ain't easy (hey yeah, yeah) Yeah, it's crazy to me I get clothes for free When I can't afford to buy groceries I've been, I've been doing this since 16 Just tryna write songs, so sing with me (sing with me) I'm thankful for the opportunities (opportunities) And all the doors that been opening for me (opening for me) And the people at my shows that love my melodies But still it don't matter, 'cause I'm makin' 25 dollars a day And my rent still hasn't been paid, yeah (mhm) No, I ain't used to feeling this way Got me stressed out while I'm counting my change, yeah (oh yeah) I didn't think when I moved to LA I'd have six jobs that won't hire me So can you give me a reason It's the wrong season I wanna see the future I need Yeah, mhm (oh no, no, no, no) I'd go broke for you (broke) I'd go broke for you (hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) And you know this shit ain't easy (it ain't easy) When you're on your own, this shit ain't easy (no) Hmm-mhm
Writer(s): John Dombek Iii Lindahl, Colette Lush Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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