I don’t write enough, don’t light enough dutches
Put on parade like a prized buck for these entitled fucks to fuck with
No money mo’ problems...dunno wtf Big was talkin
Sick this week, won’t even make enough money to pay my ticket off with
Shits retarded to struggle in the way that I do..
School coming up soon so gotta get that paper for shoes
Paper for clothes, money for Jansports..
At times I’m like fuck it how much they sellin a gram for?
Doesn’t seem fair to live this close to poverty
If I had any kind of luck I’d hit the slots of play the lottery
But fuck it, I swear I’m at the end of my wits
I’ve already ran the race, I’m done I ain’t winnin this shit
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