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letra de help - phor

i’m down on my knees but i’m looking up
i need me some help don’t have any luck
i want to give up this sh-t gettin’ tough
but i gotta get it this sh-t is a must
see i got a family and i got a girl
i gotta look out for the people i love
see i gotta buzz but i need the bucks
without the money they quick to judge
as stupid it is as stupid it does
i need me a plug like i’m sellin’ drugs
don’t need me no hugs i need me some help
i cannot do this sh-t all by myself
i got no one else if you can relate
you know where i fell see i got a play the cards i was dealt
the money we chase and this is a race
if you on the way i go get the belt or go get the strap
i’m one of the dopest don’t listen to that
go sit in the back or chill in the front
i swear i need me a million up front
i go hit the blunt relievin’ the stress
i got some people believin’ i’m next
i’m chasin’ my dream it’s illegal to rest
my life is a mess this could be a test
all that i have is some bad b-tches with all of the ass
that don’t even grab cause i’m on a mission that’s all for the bag
my thoughts in the pad cause i want it bad
now i want a jag go talk to my dad cause he wasn’t there
he already died lets leave it at there
i am just making sure we is aware
as fly as a bird my feet in the air
i have to flee when i need me a pair
got me some clothes that i don’t even wear
they talk about me and i don’t even care
[?] givin’ back and they don’t even share
that’s why i hate when they try to compare
i’m at the top when they climbing the stairs
they fly on a plane i fly in a lear
my mind is insane think i need a beer
maybe a shot i told the bartender to get me a drink
this henny i think
the b-tch i got with me look pretty in pink
might call around and get me some ink
i’m goin’ through pain i want to feel more
live in the city it feel like a war
i’m watchin’ blood spill out they pores
thought i could take it but not any more
f-ck it i’m rappin’ use that as an outlet
cyclones i’m trapped in don’t got me no outfits
my mama stopped giving me the allowance
it feel like i’m sinking i know i’m not drowning
i been alone having suicide thoughts
but that’s not the way that he died on the cross
i’m supposed to focus and act like a boss
it’s not a win when you at a loss

- phor

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