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Kenyon Dixon
Kenyon Dixon
Vocals
D Smoke
D Smoke
Rap
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Kenyon Dixon
Kenyon Dixon
Composer
Marqus Curtis
Marqus Curtis
Composer
Chris Blakk
Chris Blakk
Composer
Daniel Anthony Farris
Daniel Anthony Farris
Composer

Lyrics

Where all these bills come from? I need my money, nigga Been going down, hit the ground I ain't stop running, nigga I need a break, tryna wait They say it's coming, nigga, hold on Been too long Still feeling I'm not where I'm supposed to be (not where I'm supposed to be) Up in arms, running wild And all they say is, "Hopefully" (all they say is, "Hopefully") Soon everything will turn around, 'round Another day, another dollar to make They never listen to a thing that we say anyway Spent all my time and money making mistakes Now I'm behind on peace of mind, I just might run away Life ain't always left up to what we decide Some days it takes a little more to survive So we just drink and get high, high, high That's how we get by, by, by So we just drink and get high, high, high That's how we get by, by, by How three-four times a week I breathe And reach up into the stars elemental (elemental) I be going hard with a pencil (pencil) If money was a car, it's a rental (it's a rental) How before times when we could breathe on beats And deliver heart to they mental Stuck up in the box like a bento (bento) Don't really give a fuck what you into You got to do that work, boy (work, boy) Fuck the world, lift up that skirt, boy Before you do, make sure she look at you And say, "Please, proceed, you better make it hurt, boy" Otherwise, you gon' sever ties with your dreams Struggle rounds with your demons Slave at work and then wait for the weekend That's why we drinking So we just drink and get high, high, high That's how we get by, by, by So we just drink and get high, high, high That's how we get by, by, by Need a lil' more than a lil' bit Work so hard just to work harder I ain't got sleep in like three-four days Tryna make life easy for my daughter So I meditate, they medicate Do what we gotta to elevate Anxiety high, I can't catch a break, stop Still feeling I'm not where I'm supposed to be (not where I'm supposed to be) Up in arms, running wild And all they say is, "Hopefully" (all they say is, "Hopefully") Soon everything will turn around, 'round Another day, another dollar to make They never listen to a thing that we say anyway Spent all my time and money making mistakes Now I'm behind on peace of mind, I just might run away Life ain't always left up to what we decide Some days it takes a little more to survive So we just drink and get high, high, high That's how we get by, by, by So we just drink and get high, high, high That's how we get by, by, by So we just drink and get high, high, high That's how we get by, by, by
Writer(s): Kenyon Dixon, Daniel Farris, Marqus Curtis, Christopher Daniels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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