letra de trials & tribulations - ang p
[verse 1: ang p]
see in my younger days i used to sport a sag/ not because a fad because a problem that my mama and my father had/ hand me downs, hand me downs, mama’s working, dad’s around/ living in between my aunt and uncle’s and my granny’s house/ my grandmother…was a nurse up at the hospital/ only one that we could count on make sure the pot’s was full/ came from arecibo, puerto rico not a lot to lose, but had a lot teach/ at her deathbed still givin’ a lot to me that’s why a man is what i got’s to be/ my fam is who i got’s to feed/ man it’s crazy i only grew up…and my family giving props to me/ i’m like man…how my family giving props to me?/ ‘cuz i ain’t even did sh-t/ maybe it’s the fact that i’m a little bit different/ i’m like my pops out on a mission, listen/ we all on got dirt on our soul not everything gold and glistens/ focus on your hopes and wishes, why you think they makin’ soap for dishes?/ so you can wash it off, everybody’s road is different/ knock it off homie you ain’t no different/ until somebody knocks you off homie you ain’t gon’ get it/ real sh-t man/
[verse 2: ang p]
last year was one h-ll of a year let me tell ya’/ never felt more like a winner, never felt more like a failure/ never felt more like a sinner and that’s the kind of sh-t i’m scared of/ when the devil tryna get ya’ that’s the sh-t to be prepared for/ it’s easy to do bad i could do that by myself/ but when you tryna win with fam n-gga that’s somethin’ else/ everybody got they own problems yeah we all got ‘em/ thanks for gettin’ us up out the f-cking hood mama/ ‘cuz these days who knows where the f-ck we’d be/ could’a been a chance that my mother already buried me/ that’s real spit that’s why my cl1ck be on some real sh-t/ somethin’, something, somethin’ somethin’ i know you feel this/ i know you feel that too/
[verse 3: ang p]
i been on the go for like a week straight/ at the airport watching sportscenter replays/ thinkin’ ‘bout how many different ways to get me paid/ ‘cuz ‘round here…there ain’t no clearance house sweepstakes/ n-gga we out here strugglin’, n-gga we out here buggin’/ n-gga we out here with my cousins, uncles and brothers/ sisters, aunties and mothers/ if you don’t f-ck wit’ us nah we don’t f-ck wit’ you others, nah we don’t f-ck wit’ you suckas/ can’t walk a day in my chuckas look at the scuff from the struggles and scuffles/ like ali we shuffle through rumbles/ and it’s hard to be humble when adversity bitin’/ you try to speak your mind and it feel like you’re fightin’/ man this sh-t could be frightenin’ when your back to the wall/ your team steadily climbing but that’s a bigger fall/ so we sit back, hit tree, dreamin’ of golden geese/ life’s a struggle man i’m hoping that i go in peace/
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