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[Verse 1: Derek Minor] They tell us that we savages 'cause where them hard, not classes is Dudes will leave you in bandages It's only one rule where the cashless live Survive or reside where them caskets is Yeah, they roll they problems in swishers and blow 'em in the sky Born in hell but hoping that they can get high and rise Tired of steppin' over crack fiends Rather deal it to smoke it, he got crack dreams They broke it so drug dealing is his only hoping And ain't no doctors and lawyers living out where he posted When he see doctors and lawyers, his yellow liquor pourin' On the curb 'cause his homie got his head exploded And as I sit on this stage And the drummer play these symbols and thangs Somebody round the corner on a mission trying to get him some change Hoping he can pay for a change, for real... [Hook: Derek Minor] I wish that things was different... And we was really livin'... It must be something missin'... 'Cause yesterday I felt that this can't be life Today it seem we only getting by [Verse 2: Derek Minor] Letras de cancionesSee I remember when me and Tommy was barreling down the country road He smoking strong, I'm coming up with the sickest flows At least to me they was, I'm like "you feel that, cause?" He blew the smoke in my face so I could get a buzz Fast forward, I'm rappin' and tryna get a buzz Think if you knew who I was that would replace the love That was gon' cause I rarely had a daddy home And when I did it was different 'cause I wasn't his own I bet you wanna be a rock star Mix the white with the soda and get rock hard But remember, while you tryna hit your quota There's a kid at home losin' his parents to buy your new car And as I sit on this stage And the drummer play these symbols and thangs Somebody round the corner on a mission trying to get him some change Hoping he can pay for a change, for real... [Hook: Derek Minor] I wish that things was different... And we was really livin'... It must be something missin'... 'Cause yesterday I felt that this can't be life Today it seem we only getting by [Verse 3: Trip Lee] Yes sir, hey I remember as a young buck All I wanted outta life was dumb luck Enough money that I could fill up a dump truck And a whip that I could swing like nunchucks But both of those came second to the females Staring at they backsides, but I couldn't see well Caught up in a chase, would holler for my sake I guess knowing I can pull them would help me to feel safe But them girls wasn't safe though 'Cause I was done when I had what I came for It made me feel like I was livin', it ain't so Wish I could go back and take away the pain, bro Now as I sit on the stage And 'em drummers play them symbols and thangs Somebody round the corner on a mission trying to get him some change Hoping they can pay for a change [Hook: Derek Minor] I wish that things was different... And we was really livin'... It must be something missin'... 'Cause yesterday I felt that this can't be life Today it seem we only getting by From Letras Mania