Kross0v3r - Minimum Wage / Graveyard Shift

Okay
Okay
Okay
Wanna make a milli
But a millis not enough
Wanna make a milli
But a millis not enough
Wanna make a milli
But a millis not enough
(Skirt!)
Why nobody wanna listen to the raps that I spit?
So cold that the summertime coming with a chill
Pulling up to the job, what it do? What it is?
I been working all year and I still ain't hit a lick
And they wonder why the ghetto always coming with a risk
Just a bunch of dropouts, that ain't tryna' go legit
Got a cousin locked up, he can't even see his kids
Got a cousin selling drugs, 'bout to join the family biz
Cooking up the dope, like it's lamb chops
Raided by the feds that got Fred shot
Scared of getting caught, 'cause we know it's wrong
Bullets in the ghetto have you thinking it's the Viet Cong
We ain't tryna' do dirt, but we got no choice
When you only make a couple dollas every month
Whole bunch of trauma that the children see
So they grow up tryna' rap or either hoop in the league
One time for my ladies tonight, do you wanna work for the rest of your life?
One time for my fellas tonight, do you wanna work for the rest of your life?
One time for my people in the back, tell me what you gon' do for a couple stacks
Robbing, stealing, murdering, the watches you'll be purchasing
Be shining so bright, money got you feeling worthless
I've been struggling, I'm trying to save myself
From being dead broke
All I want is money, all I need is money
My drive is hungry
The green is comforting
Tryna', tryna' make it off this minimum wage, minimum wage
It's gonna be okay
Tryna' make it, tryna', off this minimum wage
It's gonna be okay
Then maybe we can find a better life
Back in LA
When I was on top of Hollywood Hills, all the millions I was eyeing
I'm searching real estate
In the future I'll be buying
Speak it into the world, so when it come it's not surprising
I wake up from the dream as I try to get inspired
Check out the vision board, all the plans I conspired
Twenty-twenty-two is the year I desired
With so many twos, it's like, how could I lose?
Dropped an album, built a business, all while I'm in school
And I'm still on the grind, that's just how I improve
Spent too much time
Thinking 'bout what if?
Dreaming 'bout the future on a graveyard shift
Man this money ain't enough, swear I had to jump ships
So I went to make change and away I went
So every single night and every day I spend
Tryna' make a good thing 'till the day I'm dead
Every single night, I just lay in bed
Just staring at the dots, hope one day they connect
Wanna be like all my idols, wanna gain they respect
Study all the work they did and everything they said
But I'm scared to make a change or at least an attempt
But how can a closed mouth ever get fed?
Guess I didn't heed the words, let them stay in the air
But this year I'm going hard, on my name I swear
Kross
The unlikely chosen one
My innocence clouded in ignorance
Suffer the consequence if only I had common sense
I'm too slow, nonchalant is what they always said
I be acting like I really have time to give
I be praying, on my knees, hoping God forgive
On my knees, I be praying, hoping God forbids
One day I'm slipping, get caught lacking and my time will end
I never understood the life of streets
And that's exactly why that life is not the life for me
I'm probably too scared to hold a gun
I'm probably too scared to get caught selling drugs (Yeah)
Does that make me not black?
'Cause that's the culture that we live in
Where we glorify the pain from the lean that we sipping
Bet it's due to all the peer pressure that we give in
And when somebody speak the truth
It's like nobody wanna listen
Why nobody wanna listen fam?
Kro on the scene with a different plan
Where I make a billion dollars, get the upper hand
And promise to my mama she won't never have to work again
You won't never have to work again.

Written by:
Kaleb Ross

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