Life Happens 2 Weeks at a Time (Snippet Version)

Okay, do you take debit?

Okay good, because I ain't have it yesterday

and I don't got it today

and I probably not going to have it tomorrow,

But just in case I do...

Living to paycheck to paycheck

At least I got a paycheck

I used to say that

While I used to pray that

I would find a way out

I done rapped, scammed,

Clocked in and Parlayed

Somehow I Went from utility, rent, and car payments

To no food to eat and no crib to stay in

Sleeping out in broad daylight

Like it’s a days inn

All my faith was fading

I’d be lying if I said that

It didn’t phase me

New barista at the cafe

Looking at my crazy

Cuz I’m looking homeless

I been coming here for years

Now they asking if Im ordering

I ain’t got no money

So for once I planned on loitering

The gentrifiers gazed

Way l left like they deported him

Don’t know if its this or

That I don’t have an apartment

But I’m feeling displaced

Ever since I left the city

I been feeling dismissed

This what loneliness is

This what homelessness is

So whenever they ask,

I’m a digital nomad

I was just in the streets

But they don’t need to know that

Got the same jeans from yesterday

But you can ignore that

I was a step away from a toe tag

Getting a toe tag

Living to paycheck to paycheck

At least I got a paycheck

I used to say that

While I used to pray that

I would find a way out

I done rapped, scammed,

Clocked in and Parlayed

Somehow I Went from utility, rent, and car payments

To no food to eat and no crib to stay in

Sleeping out in broad daylight

Like it’s a days inn

All my faith was fading

I’d be lying if I said that

It didn’t phase me

I’d be fraud if I didn’t help the ones that saved me

Spin the block on the fam show them something foreign

Had to go around the country but I wasn’t touring

Couple cities felt like home now I’m feeling torn

I just wanna exercise the gift that I was born with

But I gotta sit with all the trauma I was born with

And I gotta buy my freedom from the world we born in

Preoccupied with survival fuck what else important

And know it’s wrong deep down but can’t afford to switch

'Cause rent is due, the phone is off, the lights is on but not for long

But even at the darkest I'mma write the brightest songs

Even though I'm

Living to paycheck to paycheck

At least I got a paycheck

I used to say that

While I used to pray that

I would find a way out

I done rapped, scammed,

Clocked in and Parlayed

Somehow I Went from utility, rent, and car payments

To no food to eat and no crib to stay in

Sleeping out in broad daylight

Like it’s a days inn

All my faith was fading

I’d be lying if I said that

It didn’t phase me