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Woke up this morning A black mirror watching over me Brick wall outside my apartment window A sundial to measure days steadily Pixels on a 30 inch telly Ain't the tits always bigger on the screen Hand on the clicker, stream to stream It's my world, like Sandler, cutting scenes It's nothing new on, just repeats Ain't seen a soul in bout three weeks Don't move my lips, I hardly speak These graveshifts are killing me Saving up for a humble abode Right on the coast Where I can smell the roses Lower my defenses There's a Benz on the lawn What are the chances I won't ever see the neighbors Cause we'll be sitting on 25 acres Someday, someday, someday Our money troubles will be yesterday I walked to the corner Letras de cancionesTo get some fresh eggs to eat A man stands outside the store front Another begs on his knees He said please, could you spare me something I've got two children to feed Swear that I don't mean to bother But you'd ask the same if you were me Said every day I wake I plead That someone kind looks out for me So my son and daughter see Ain't dumb to dream you see Saving up for a humble abode Right on the coast Where I can smell the roses Lower my defenses There's a Benz on the lawn What are the chances We won't ever see the neighbors Cause we'll be sitting on 25 acres Someday, someday, someday Our money troubles will be yesterday [Juliette Barnes, Khamari's grandmother:] Oh dear, I know you're grown up now. So, I'm happy that you doing things that makes me happy as a grandma. You ain't troubled you know? I don't want nothing to happen to you, 'cause—Lord—I don't know what I would do. My first grand. I don't know. But I'm not gonna take anything from my little grandson. I want to see him improve on doing what he loves When he become a millionaire, then he can send grandma a scratch ticket that will win big from over there From Letras Mania