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letra de homeless - yung god

[intro]
yung god, based freestyle
straight from the mind of a homeless man
i feel like i have to do it just for the homeless man, you feel me?
so i dropped all my sh-t, you feel me, and just lived with the homeless man
in the streets, you feel me, and it took me like a whole day, you know what i’m saying
just to get enough money to get a little meal, not even a good meal
you feel me, straight from the mind of a homeless man
shouts out to all the homeless people

[verse 1]
we got a black president, still nothing was given
trash all around my home, in the streets where i’m living
how i get here, i made all the right decisions
only thing i see is grave, no one’s seeing my vision
people see me in the streets, little kids be laughing
if i still have my gun, ill let a rich n-gga have it
drink a bottle of the gin, so i dont feel the hurt
but when i wake up, reality hit me the worst
how i’m gonna believe in god, when my life is a curse?
no money in my pocket feeling lower than dirt
can’t shave, so i never get hired for work
three months, i been wearing this same old shirt
had to steal from the store so my stomach could grow
these days, my confidence feeling lower than low
i don’t know what to do cause i’m starving
people starting at me the wrong way, i’m feeling like a martian
homeless, eating cold meals out the trash
and my mouth just as clean as my ass
the people dont care cause they living too fast
growing insane, day dreaming ’bout the past
when i had, a roof under my dome
nowadays, this empty box what i call my home
i feel so alone, heart of stone
unhealthy, a blind man could see my bones
stuck in the zone, twilight zone
no ends, no friends, no kin, no sin, no win
i been so lost, no cause, no bank, no vault, no steak, just salt
no cost, no floss, far from a boss i’m a peasant
i’m tryna figure out if the broke people make it up to heaven
my faith is just a memory, real talk, i’m living like the people in the middle east
i must be a ghost, cause the people ain’t feelin’ me
had one wish, i’d win the f-cking lottery
all these struggles come from a piece of paper
its been so long, i think n0body can save us
too broke to have haters, i’m my biggest hater
i saw a burger on the ground, i’ll eat the sh-t later
i got no choice, when you homeless, you got no voice
based freestyle
[outro]
yung god, man, maybe i’m, too young to understand the economy
but why, we spend all this money on war, but we can’t
spend no money for the homeless people, you feel me?
and its like the more i learn, the more i dont understand, you feel me?
based freestyle, for all the homeless man
shouts out to all the homeless people, i feel your pain, you feel me?
based freestyle, yung god, straight from the mind of a homeless man
uh, aye, aye, and shouts out, to the man, that i spent two days in the streets with
homeless, you feel me, he taught me so much, he, he spit more knowledge to me
than, these rich n-ggas be spitting, you feel me?
real n-gga sh-t, homeless man, based freestyle
yung god, i see all the homeless people, you feel me?
i feel your pain, and i know what you’re going through
based freestyle, yung god, uh

- yung god

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