Clueless

That's the truth, never goes down smooth
Losing youth, I need to calm my mood
It's useless, too late to be clueless

Down on my luck, wow what the f
How do I make a move when I can't budge
How do I plan to see all of these fantasies
Sam and me can't at least make a few bucks
Guess that was the question
Tough times is a lesson
But we at a congestion
One life so it's a blessing
But tell me why it's testing us 250 bucks
Can't understand how a man or woman
Can even make a few months
Because the same two f that I gave last month
Ain't the same as was when I made that much
These days don't be knowing my enemies
Freeze ray's on my whole life ahead of me
But these trains don't be stopping for anything
Dreams fade when you ain't cop no seven rings

That's the truth, never goes down smooth
Losing youth, I need to calm my mood
It's useless, too late to be clueless

I don't feel depressed, I'm sad
Difference is it ain't so bad
It could always be worse
Caught myself dreaming 'bout
Scheming 'bout running out
Not the house, but the clock, lock up my hearse
Born rich, no thanks
Unfit, I submit money's not my worth
I believe luck's with some of us
Others just cursed and they don't get much past birth
Too much strife and they'd rather take a life to improve
When it comes down to it, man they wouldn't give shirts
One got food with the heat
And another can't choose, do I freeze, do I eat
It's the land of the free where you're free to compete
Pick a team, pick a side, hope you're quick on your feet
If you die, then you tried, if you don't, then you lied
Other side's always greener when we live on concrete

That's the truth, never goes down smooth
Losing youth, I need to calm my mood
It's useless, too late to be clueless



Credits
Writer(s): Jozef Barton
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