Spreacha BG - Monday Mourning

Now picture this
It's Monday morning and ain't shit change
But I gotta make a way 'cause I can't keep living the same I got
Ten dollars to my name and a name that's worth more
But I got a plan to make it out I'll be damned if I die poor see
In this life you got a choice to do evil or do good
But them options grow slim when you sleepin' in the hood
I have nightmares of gettin' killed and
Daydreams of gettin' rich but
After the first fast dollar I haven't been dreamin' ever since
I know what's right and what's wrong but them nights seem so long
When being fixed seem so far and being broke tastes so strong so
On my way to the corner store I seen an old friend of mines
He said fuck that rap shit my nigga let's get back like old times
I see the devil on his shoulder I look to left I look to my right
All I seen was crackheads not an angel in sight
I said you still got your grip cause mines is upstairs
He said tell your Grandmother I said Hi I'll be waiting right here
I said Ma, I'll be back she said "y pa donde tu vas?"
I smiled and said just like you go to church I find God on these blocks
Iight so the whole shit was
The whole shit was look
I got kicked out my crib
I got kicked out my crib right
And I figured where the fuck I'mma go?
I ain't got nowhere to go
Only way I know Only place I know that's gon' take me is jail right?
So I was like yo fuck it I'mma hop the train
So I dead hopped the train haha
I dead hopped the train I looked the bitch dead in her eyes bro
The police was right there Aw man
That shit was in the mornin' too
I dead hopped the train

Written by:
Jacob Hernandez

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