letra de struggle - prkr
i’m so tired of dealing with the bullsh-t
i’m just tryna change my situation (yeah)
putting all my pain into the studio
only time i ever get to vent. yeah, yeah
i done made a bunch of sacrifices
plenty sleepless nights spent alone
i put everybody on my back, yeah yeah
but still i had to get it on my own
tired of paying bills that i can’t afford
if it ain’t gon get me paid, i don’t need it
i don’t f-ck with it, i’m fed up with it, all these rich n-ggas probably don’t deserve what they given
these days everyone a rapper, everyone a star
labels giving deals out for charity, it isn’t hard
do not lie to me, tell me ” it’s about the numbers” when you signing n0bodies with no singles on the charts, oh…
yeah i see the game, see the politics
but i’m independent, i don’t lobby for your party, kid
i don’t f-ck around with the blah-blah, i’m on my job, job…might just blow some la-la, to get my mind off, yeah
all these meetings nothing but a waste of time yeah
how you see the future sitting right across you
triple, quadruple, quin-threat. fly as a quinjet
it’s a marvel how you agents tryna move
how you let a top-notch talent sit with you 40 minutes, say he nice but you not gonna move on him? how you keep your job, riding on the one n-gga making hits, but all the others you “discover” ain’t doing sh-t?
how you say it’s all about the numbers but you signing n0bodies, paying rent in mid-city, in a duplex? no catalog, maybe got about 5 full songs, but you let the goat walk out the building?
hook
i’m just tired of the struggle n-gga…
ain’t no one gon put me on…
no, no…gotta play the game with no cheat codes, and do it solo, so when i’m winning ain’t got time to hear you whine, you a major waste of time…
gon and let em put you on…
lord please just gimme glow up, i need more bucks, i want more life with your help or it’s no help, n-gga!!!
verse 2
yeah, everybody gotta move to la
i’m just tryna dodge going there broke
i don’t feel like couch surfing, make a n-gga nervous, i don’t trust n-ggas, keep em arm’s length at the most
you gon have a lot of sh-t to prove with me, i refuse to let my situation turn me to a little hoe
walking round palms up, mouth open wide on my knees tryna swallow sh-t i really can’t stomach
(sheesh)
what the f-ck is going on these days? i can’t believe n-ggas really gotta do the sh-t they been doing
i ain’t hip to it, i’m a young n-gga with a old soul, chipped shoulders and a front middle tooth
add the nails to it, i’m gonna fight for it, go and try to stop me, at this point, i ain’t got none to lose
somehow i got it all to give though, everybody take from me, get they wave from me, sh-t, but it’s cool
as a cuc-mber, as an ice lodge, a f-cking igloo. on my eskimo sh-t, like f-ck the whole world too. f-ck fake friends, temporary situationships with no energy, you all dead to me
please no one read a eulogy or sing a few songs, shed tears, no proper burial, just drop the body right here. leave it for the birds like the bullsh-t i’m tryna k!ll, if you not gon’ help me let me take the wheel
©prkr/best kept recordings 2018
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