strugglin' n' strivin'
Singer:afroman
don't you hate when society trouble you
when your lights get cut off
your girl come home hair done money spent
where's your half of the rent?
but you already know how broke she is
you do the budget and you wanna kick her ass dude
spent too much money on fast food
house bout to go in foreclosure
got so many bills in the mail box
it make you wanna dip sticks plus sell rocks
you get pissed and start drinking cause you're tired of the drama
and you gotta survive on ya own
sometimes i wanna put the gat to my face
don't you hate when you go on an interview
and society likes what they see in you
you get so excited cause you got hired
even though you a thug tryin to do yo best
you still didn't pass yo drug test
now you sittin at the house unemployed
lookin at the bills gettin paranoid
hit the welfare office for some quick gr
can you make it on food stamps?
now you need to sell a little
if you made fast money that'd be on hip
but look at the people that you're dealin with
you bought a quarter piece but the shit look short
it's bad enough a brother gotta sell crack
break it down and you barely make your profit back
sell ya nickles for dimes and ya dimes for dubs
but the baseheads don't show no damn love
cause the eses slangin rocks down two doors
and they got rocks way bigger than yours
so what the hell is you talkin bout?
you give a price and the baseheads walkin out
every night you argue with your spouse
cause she don't want the cops to raid the house
you can't make love to the girl no more
cause all night you got people bangin on the door
yo dreams you not achievin
yo baby mamma talkin bout she leaving
you thought she was playin but she packed and left
you thinkin bout smokin that crack yaself
when you dealin with a buncha fools
when you dealin with a buncha fools
when you dealin with a buncha fools
when you dealin with a buncha fools
it seems like my bills won't cease
i need to get a quick quarter piece
forget a quarter piece i need a zone
i really need to get my dollar bills on
man forget a damn zone i need a bird
my food stamps don't come unitl the 3rd
man forget about a bird i need a truck
go to mexico cause i don't give a buckabuckaaaa
forget a damn truck i need a gat
so i can find where the ballers at
i need ta hit a hit a hit a lid
i need a whole lotta money real quick
this bitch ain't got no teeth in the front
she couldn't dance with me a minute ago
with them payless specials on
that ain't no french roll bitch that's just a roll
that ain't no perm that's a temporary
nigga still need to cut that shit out grow yo natural
bitch need to be the afrowoman
or some god damn body while you bullshittin
i'm just playin can i get yo number?