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I remember those nights of goin' hungry wishin' I could be so rich
Wakin' up early every morning
Man like fuck, I hate this shit
Smoking bud all by myself
The neighborhood is where I'm found

The headphones bumpin' in my ears like there is no one else around
A cigarette to ease the stress, I burn the day away in vain
Ain't got no guidance in my life
This youthful strife, it brings me pain
What the fuck I'm 'posed to do?

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This minimum wage just ain't enough
The times were tough
But I grew up and gained some nuts and knuckled up
Make the best with what you're given
Face ya fears and show ya heart
If you get knocked to the ground
Just dust yourself off and restart

What I tell myself to keep me sane
I need the strength to find my way
Wasn't raised to be no bitch
I hold my chin high 'til this day
With an overbearing sometimes manic attitude

My words so rude
The ones in charge can't seem to stand it
'Cause I ain't no fuckin' fool
You're just a tool
If you believe that there ain't more than what we see
Explore your life before it ends

There ain't no second chances to breathe
No need to give up on this world
See, we all have our problems
What are we supposed to do when we're surrounded by the dramas
Of those others who may suffer on this earth? It feels so cold

The future's looking dim, my friend, so now you've been awoke
Thinkin' on those times feelin' lonely
Wishin' I could disappear
Off in my room actin' crazy
Mane like fuck, I hate this shit
But now that I'm grown, I swear I miss the simple problems as a kid

All these bills they creep up on us, then you're gone
This life's a bitch
Every day is such a struggle
So I smoke this fuckin' weed to my head
Nobody knows I'm fighting a sickness
I tend to just keep to myself

The path that I've chosen has lead me to this
So I walk with my chin up and piss in the wind
As long as my brothers are here by my side
I will never let go 'til we finish 'em
Still sometimes I wake up early in the mornin'
Like how in the hell did I make it through the night?

I know my pops ain't raise no bitch
But man, it's hard to keep surviving when the system wants you dead
I guess I'll work this nine to five until I lose my breath
It doesn't matter how bad you think you got it
I promise there's somewhere worse

So quit the crawlin'
Get back on them feet
The Devil eventually comes for us all
You can't escape from evil
So swang your fists and break 'em off before you fall beneath
No need to give up on this world
See, we all have our problems

What is a man to do when all we have are broken options
Everyone is bound to suffer on this earth
It feels so cold
The future's lookin' dim, my friend
Your fate, it can't be chosen

Writer(s): Ryan Taylor Campbell

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