Pot of Stew

You do what you gotta do, just to get your pot of stew
And once you've got a modest pot, you want a lot it's true
And once you've got a lot, you gotta stop and lock your view
On those that need it most, get em on their feet and show em

How to do, what they gotta do, just to get their pot of stew
And once they got a modest pot, they'll want a lot it's true
And once they got a lot, they gotta lock their view
On those that need it get en on their feet and walk em through

At the end of the day, if my rent isn't paid
Then I'll be living in a tent or begging friends for a place
To rest my head so yes my bread's on my brain
It's a lead ball and chain, but I get it all the same cause

Everybody's got a struggle man, you could either
Let it stress you out or say fuck it get up and start
Hustling shit, stop making someone else rich
Hell get selfish, then split the wealth if

I happen to get caught, time to sit down
Analyze the risk and revise the scripet
Nowadays I play it safe, cause even loyal people lie
Right to my face and try destroying me behind

My back that's why I keep the lawyer fees aside
I can't get by with what royalties provide
So I, steer clear of the rats and venomous snakes
They'll get theirs at the end of the day

Trying to get some property under me and stay properly funded see
I'm talking bout real wealth not monopoly money
Cause paper ain't worth a damn thing but acres of land brings
A place for my family to build and live forever

Gotta get the parmesan, gouda, swiss and cheddar
And keep it in the freezer so my kids can better
They live with it and hopefully they use their brains
And get themselves in a position to improve and change

The lives of others, cause at the end of the day
Why strive and struggle for nothing making minimum wage?
Cause if I get paid then I could give some away
That's why I hustle for tomorrow but I live for today

See you do, what you gotta do, just to get your pot of stew
And once you've got a modest pot, you want a lot it's true
And once you've got a lot, you gotta stop and lock your view
On those that need it most get em on their feet and show em

How to do, what they gotta do, just to get their pot of stew
And once they got a modest pot, they'll want a lot it's true
And once they got a lot, they gotta lock their view
On those that need it get en on their feet and walk em through



Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Inconnu Editeur, Colin Michael Mccue
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