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letra de poor all my life - truknown

(truknown)they say life’s a b-tch, i’m still trying to get with her for what it’s worth, trying to stick my finger underneath her skirt, but she won’t let me, with that teasing smile, she ask me have you ever been rich before? i’m like no, i’ve been poor all my life, i ain’t never had sh-t what h-ll of a life, she said you need to stop crying you gon’ be alright, you gon be okay, at least you woke up to see another day, you ain’t got a bald spot, you got a head full of hair, and you ten toes down, you ain’t on a wheel chair, living in a world where n0body care, everybody know that life ain’t fair, i pray to god every day to be a millionaire, i really want the life with the finer thing, foreign cars with the nicest rims, i a paid a couple million dollars for her diamond rings

(truknown) i really want to be a millionaire, a millionaire, a millionaire
i really want to be a millionaire, a millionaire, a millionaire
i really want to be a millionaire, i million here, a million there

(truknown) i just got approved for my ebt, my nj snap, so i can eat a nice meal and some late night snack, i’m from a city where my father figure smoking crack, still catching the bus, and i’m d-mn near 30, close all ashy that don’t mean i’m dirty, i’m one paycheck from living out the door i can’t take no more, i just brought a baby boy into this world, tell me why the f-ck you went and did that for, when you d-mn near poor, this is for the people in public housing, welfare checks, when you play with life, it’s a game of chess, n-ggas in the hood still playing checkers, n-ggas criticize my dumb -ss lectures, my stomach growling, thank the government for the public housing, food stamp card, low income rent to keep me out the dark, she ask me have i ever been rich before, i’m like no, i’ve been poor all my life

(truknown) this the third verse and it’s from the heart, i’m feeling like a fish in a pool of sharks, fresh out of prison this a brand new start, you’ll be back is from the prison guard, they tell me to forget the past, but they won’t let me, forget my past, i got a prison record i can’t get no p-ss, this is the life of a convicted felon, can’t get no job so i’m back to selling, back to cell 8 for violation, of probation, i can’t afford to get a lawyer, got a public defender, but you can call him my public pretender. i just saw the judge the other day this what he had to say, 2 time offender, you going upstate for incarceration, this black people all across the nation, but when i hit the streets i’m a rock the nation, straight like that, and i ain’t going back

- truknown

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