Barely Geting By

Down at the corner store, next to the pawn shop
I stay there til I get what I need
Loose change up in my pocket
Fingers crossed until I got it
Then this man, he comes over to me
And he says

"You don't have to live like that anymore."
What do you know about the next life?
"You don't have to live like that anymore"
But I'm just barely getting by

Quarter to 2, I got my brown suede shoes
They hit the corner, down on Market St
It's a hustle and a-bustling and dirty money muscling
When you're hungry you need something to eat
Paintings line the sidewalks, a bunch of cheap talk
And I'm dancing round the white chalk
Im all like...
Excuse me



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Dortaduque
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