People Pleaser - STRUGGLE

Ever since I was a kid a scrawny little bitch. Poverty stricken even God ain't give a shit. All I could do was wish. Pray up to heaven maybe she'd hear me beggin same shit it won't be any different.

A broken me with broken dreams. Stuck in a cycle. Lost in atrophy. Repeated again. Will I ever win? I'm alone in this like I don't exist.

Gotta make ends meat, feed me plus three. Fired me last week. Can't seem to hold down anything.

My boss was a prick, fuck that place, real shit. I got sick of it so I pissed on his whip. I'm over it. My boy told me somethin. Quick money. They only need me to run things. Don't need to worry we'll be in and out easy. Why am I stressin? The homies well respected. I can't leave them hungry. I gotta feed my family. Dann g, what we movin? Fuck it...

We could have it all.

Watch from above. You see us runts and you don't give a fuck. Replaceable. Desperate workers cause lower pay. Dead inside. Black over your eyes. The systems fucked it's killing us. I'm causing trouble cause I'm sick of the struggle.

Written by:
Kenny Farris, Tyler Schafer

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