life
So confused
Don't know what to do
Should I keep it true
Or chase the money like the rest of these fools
Puttin money over everythang
Some even don't hesitate to let that ninner bang
No regret no pain because to them it's money over everythang
But I feel the pain if I do hesitate and let it spray
I know God looks down on me every day
So all I could really do is pray and work hard everyday
Pray for a better day
Sometimes I pray that I get paid
And my future is as bright as a sunny day
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