How Could I
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
How Could I explain this shit all of the pain within
How Could I explain this shit all of the days we spent
How Could I explain this shit dont play in the game im in
How Could I explain this shit wont stop til we make it rich
My money can't vanish or I start to panic
Like times in the past when i was left stranded
Smoke me some gas just so i can manage
I aint feelin sad I aint feelin manic
I dont need prozac I came from the granite
Yellin out damn it this aint how i planned it
I must be the hungriest man on the planet
I'm brown and I'm proud I'm a down ass hispanic
Drowned in a sound what i found is astoundin
I'm bound to just bounce off the ground up a mountain
The crowd is so loud that the ounce cant surmount it
I'm downin a bottle thats full as a fountain
Dirt that ive done is the dirt that i stand in
Came from the mud had to stomp on some maggots
No matter the weather I'm still out here standin
No matter the cheddar JAMN still out here jamnin
No there mother fucker could be like me dancin
The others aint rap fresh, wrapped like plastic
Sold me some dope I aint got reprimanded
I aint a thief but I turn to a bandit
I was dodgin the judge I was dodgin the mallet
I was dealt a bad hand but I manage like gambit
Pretty huge dreams they as big as titanic
I'm gonna hold it down for my friends and my family
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
How Could I explain this shit all of the pain within
How Could I explain this shit all of the days we spent
How Could I explain this shit dont play in the game im in
How Could I explain this shit wont stop til we make it rich
Pray that my God will forgive me
For times that I did dirt and wrong
I wasn't with the sinnin
I live through the lack of the funds
I wasn't born like this winnin
This is all what I've become
Forever my demons been grinnin
I hope that I see some more suns
Dancin inside of the pot
I hope that I make it or else I am done
My life is not righteous with thoughts
I lived a long time to just be a plug
Now look where thats got me
Conscience looks over my shoulder
Lucky that no one has shot me
My hearts been gettin way colder
Used to buy all at the swap meet
Now I'm affordin some more
See why some fiends want to rob me
Never plan just to stay poor
Dreamin of havin that lavish decor
Inside some homes we're finally warm
None of our clothes will ever be torn
Unless if it's Yeezy that we can afford
I've been the realist since I was born
Do this for all of the ones that I mourn
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
How Could I explain this shit dont play in the game im in
How Could I explain this shit wont stop til we make it rich
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
How Could I explain this shit all of the pain within
How Could I explain this shit all of the days we spent
How Could I explain this shit dont play in the game im in
How Could I explain this shit wont stop til we make it rich
My money can't vanish or I start to panic
Like times in the past when i was left stranded
Smoke me some gas just so i can manage
I aint feelin sad I aint feelin manic
I dont need prozac I came from the granite
Yellin out damn it this aint how i planned it
I must be the hungriest man on the planet
I'm brown and I'm proud I'm a down ass hispanic
Drowned in a sound what i found is astoundin
I'm bound to just bounce off the ground up a mountain
The crowd is so loud that the ounce cant surmount it
I'm downin a bottle thats full as a fountain
Dirt that ive done is the dirt that i stand in
Came from the mud had to stomp on some maggots
No matter the weather I'm still out here standin
No matter the cheddar JAMN still out here jamnin
No there mother fucker could be like me dancin
The others aint rap fresh, wrapped like plastic
Sold me some dope I aint got reprimanded
I aint a thief but I turn to a bandit
I was dodgin the judge I was dodgin the mallet
I was dealt a bad hand but I manage like gambit
Pretty huge dreams they as big as titanic
I'm gonna hold it down for my friends and my family
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
How Could I explain this shit all of the pain within
How Could I explain this shit all of the days we spent
How Could I explain this shit dont play in the game im in
How Could I explain this shit wont stop til we make it rich
Pray that my God will forgive me
For times that I did dirt and wrong
I wasn't with the sinnin
I live through the lack of the funds
I wasn't born like this winnin
This is all what I've become
Forever my demons been grinnin
I hope that I see some more suns
Dancin inside of the pot
I hope that I make it or else I am done
My life is not righteous with thoughts
I lived a long time to just be a plug
Now look where thats got me
Conscience looks over my shoulder
Lucky that no one has shot me
My hearts been gettin way colder
Used to buy all at the swap meet
Now I'm affordin some more
See why some fiends want to rob me
Never plan just to stay poor
Dreamin of havin that lavish decor
Inside some homes we're finally warm
None of our clothes will ever be torn
Unless if it's Yeezy that we can afford
I've been the realist since I was born
Do this for all of the ones that I mourn
Fuck all my problems
Rather be dealing with commas
Fuck all the people who try to diss on us
Rather go kill em and hit em with llamas
How Could I explain this shit dont play in the game im in
How Could I explain this shit wont stop til we make it rich
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Writer(s): Julian Narvaez, Alexis Mendoza
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