LRC歌词
We all want the money
But They run a monopoly,
yeah we rolling the dice, go to jail,
but don't know how to get the property,
I'm taking chances Bout to get us a win,
idk what keep stopping me,
Then All of my friends dying, i ain't lying,
it start getting hard to grieve
Left us living in hell, and it get a lil hot for me
lotta pain that keep burning me constantly
Took a whole lotta - it get hard to sleep
Living In and out a prison, judge been given numbers out,
like we playing the lottery
All these demons wit me make it hard to think,
Got me asking god to make some time for me,
But Make time for my people too cuz any one of us can make it,
I know that we all can eat
Stressing hard make it hard to eat,
All this smoke, it make it hard to breathe,
Steady dreaming bout a better life, I'm taking all my people who lookout for me.
The best father, i always try to be,
Im A Hard worker wit a lotta dreams,
They don't wanna give me opportunity, cuz there ain't no stopping me.
They only pay attention when you up,
But Ain't got a clue what it cost a gee,
Sacrificing every thing I own,
If I could put you on, I want y'all to eat,
listen if I end up back in prison you ain't bout visit, even write to me,
And If it wasn't for my daughter, I don't know where I could be
Prolly all in the way, still increasing the murda rate,
After the endz like apostrophe
Riding round 50 rounds on my lap,
on the passenger seat where the choppa be,
My entire family struggling, even 3rd cousins, think we cursed? we gots to be,
But I love my moms she almost died for me,
I love my ninjas too they gone slide for me,
Yah I love my girl she gone ride for me,
But nobody coming to get us out the streets,
Trynna figure how the rich keep on getting rich,
we barely can keep out of poverty,
Ain't ever seen nobody make a million and I swear to god I seen a lotta things,
- these couple dollars and designer things
I'm trynna show my ppl all the finer things
Feeling out of place everywhere I go,
Still keep da pole on the side of me,
Trynna live different so I'm moving different
before I die you gonna be proud of me.
I'm running over everybody doubting me
silence anybody if they try to speak
am I the only one thinking this ain't the life for me?
I don't lie to you so don't you lie to me
There's a whole lot of pain that my people keep suffering
And it don't sit right with me.
I know we can make the impossible- possible
how we survive the streets
(I know we can make the impossible- possible how we survive the streets)
Chorus:
We all want the money
but They run a monopoly,
Yeah we rolling the dice, go to jail, but don't know how to get the property,
I'm taking chances Bout to get us a win, idk what keep stopping me,
Then All of my friends dying, i ain't lying, it start getting hard to grieve,
Left us living in hell, and it get a lil hot for me
lotta pain that keep burning me constantly
Took a whole lotta drugs, it get hard to sleep
Living In and out a prison, judge been given numbers out, like we playing the lottery
All these demons wit me make it hard to think,
Got me asking god to make some time for me,
But Make time for my people too cuz any one us can make it, I know that we all can eat
But They run a monopoly,
yeah we rolling the dice, go to jail,
but don't know how to get the property,
I'm taking chances Bout to get us a win,
idk what keep stopping me,
Then All of my friends dying, i ain't lying,
it start getting hard to grieve
Left us living in hell, and it get a lil hot for me
lotta pain that keep burning me constantly
Took a whole lotta - it get hard to sleep
Living In and out a prison, judge been given numbers out,
like we playing the lottery
All these demons wit me make it hard to think,
Got me asking god to make some time for me,
But Make time for my people too cuz any one of us can make it,
I know that we all can eat
Stressing hard make it hard to eat,
All this smoke, it make it hard to breathe,
Steady dreaming bout a better life, I'm taking all my people who lookout for me.
The best father, i always try to be,
Im A Hard worker wit a lotta dreams,
They don't wanna give me opportunity, cuz there ain't no stopping me.
They only pay attention when you up,
But Ain't got a clue what it cost a gee,
Sacrificing every thing I own,
If I could put you on, I want y'all to eat,
listen if I end up back in prison you ain't bout visit, even write to me,
And If it wasn't for my daughter, I don't know where I could be
Prolly all in the way, still increasing the murda rate,
After the endz like apostrophe
Riding round 50 rounds on my lap,
on the passenger seat where the choppa be,
My entire family struggling, even 3rd cousins, think we cursed? we gots to be,
But I love my moms she almost died for me,
I love my ninjas too they gone slide for me,
Yah I love my girl she gone ride for me,
But nobody coming to get us out the streets,
Trynna figure how the rich keep on getting rich,
we barely can keep out of poverty,
Ain't ever seen nobody make a million and I swear to god I seen a lotta things,
- these couple dollars and designer things
I'm trynna show my ppl all the finer things
Feeling out of place everywhere I go,
Still keep da pole on the side of me,
Trynna live different so I'm moving different
before I die you gonna be proud of me.
I'm running over everybody doubting me
silence anybody if they try to speak
am I the only one thinking this ain't the life for me?
I don't lie to you so don't you lie to me
There's a whole lot of pain that my people keep suffering
And it don't sit right with me.
I know we can make the impossible- possible
how we survive the streets
(I know we can make the impossible- possible how we survive the streets)
Chorus:
We all want the money
but They run a monopoly,
Yeah we rolling the dice, go to jail, but don't know how to get the property,
I'm taking chances Bout to get us a win, idk what keep stopping me,
Then All of my friends dying, i ain't lying, it start getting hard to grieve,
Left us living in hell, and it get a lil hot for me
lotta pain that keep burning me constantly
Took a whole lotta drugs, it get hard to sleep
Living In and out a prison, judge been given numbers out, like we playing the lottery
All these demons wit me make it hard to think,
Got me asking god to make some time for me,
But Make time for my people too cuz any one us can make it, I know that we all can eat
文本歌词
We all want the moneyBut They run a monopoly,yeah we rolling the dice, go to jail, but don't know how to get the property,I'm taking chances Bout to get us a win, idk what keep stopping me, Then All of my friends dying, i ain't lying, it start getting hard to grieveLeft us living in hell, and it get a lil hot for melotta pain that keep burning me constantlyTook a whole lotta - it get hard to sleepLiving In and out a prison, judge been given numbers out, like we playing the lotteryAll these demons wit me make it hard to think,Got me asking god to make some time for me,But Make time for my people too cuz any one of us can make it, I know that we all can eatStressing hard make it hard to eat,All this smoke, it make it hard to breathe,Steady dreaming bout a better life, I'm taking all my people who lookout for me.The best father, i always try to be,Im A Hard worker wit a lotta dreams,They don't wanna give me opportunity, cuz there ain't no stopping me.They only pay attention when you up,But Ain't got a clue what it cost a gee,Sacrificing every thing I own, If I could put you on, I want y'all to eat,listen if I end up back in prison you ain't bout visit, even write to me,And If it wasn't for my daughter, I don't know where I could beProlly all in the way, still increasing the murda rate, After the endz like apostrophe Riding round 50 rounds on my lap, on the passenger seat where the choppa be,My entire family struggling, even 3rd cousins, think we cursed? we gots to be,But I love my moms she almost died for me,I love my ninjas too they gone slide for me, Yah I love my girl she gone ride for me,But nobody coming to get us out the streets,Trynna figure how the rich keep on getting rich, we barely can keep out of poverty,Ain't ever seen nobody make a million and I swear to god I seen a lotta things,- these couple dollars and designer things I'm trynna show my ppl all the finer thingsFeeling out of place everywhere I go, Still keep da pole on the side of me, Trynna live different so I'm moving different before I die you gonna be proud of me. I'm running over everybody doubting me silence anybody if they try to speak am I the only one thinking this ain't the life for me? I don't lie to you so don't you lie to meThere's a whole lot of pain that my people keep suffering And it don't sit right with me. I know we can make the impossible- possible how we survive the streets(I know we can make the impossible- possible how we survive the streets)Chorus:We all want the money but They run a monopoly,Yeah we rolling the dice, go to jail, but don't know how to get the property,I'm taking chances Bout to get us a win, idk what keep stopping me, Then All of my friends dying, i ain't lying, it start getting hard to grieve,Left us living in hell, and it get a lil hot for melotta pain that keep burning me constantlyTook a whole lotta drugs, it get hard to sleepLiving In and out a prison, judge been given numbers out, like we playing the lotteryAll these demons wit me make it hard to think,Got me asking god to make some time for me,But Make time for my people too cuz any one us can make it, I know that we all can eat
