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Everyday Lyrics - Child Of The Ghetto - G-dep

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I'ma tell you straight like this 

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A yo, I walk down the block with my stomach in knots 

Spent time hustlin', runnin' from cops 

Broke as a joke, no ends at all 

Can't play ball and my Timb's is small 

Can't buy trees with government cheese 

I'd rather be where it's breezy, niggas bubblin' ki's 

 

My mom's got two jobs, one on her knees 

And writin' letters to the governor, "Please call off the deeds" 

My baby mother with another brother with cash 

They drive by roll down the window and laugh 

I solve all my problems with indo and hash 

Bought my daughter a Nintendo, now she callin' him Dad 

 

My landlord's a jerk, the water don't work 

My little sister twelve when she bought her own skirt 

Rather do Kirk than do her homework 

Talk blunts and boys and she'll jump for joy 

Shit's twisted, opportunity knocked but I missed it 

Out in the park gettin' lifted 

So now I'm sittin' here shit out of luck without a buck 

And it don't make a difference 

 

So do you hear me? 

'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly 

I got to know, I got to go 

I strive for my pay each and every way 

But this type of shit, it happens everyday 

 

It's like I'm trapped in a maze, walk around in a daze 

I won't rest 'til I'm paid or I'm down in my grave 

I wanna look tough but my sneakers is scuffed 

Everyday pants in the week is enough 

I had a little money but it came and it went 

Now it's either pay the rent or stay in a tent 

And it don't make sense how the shit is intense 

And all you got up in your pocket is lint, you get the hint? 

 

I had a cigarette for breakfast, just for beginners 

Pride for my lunch and sleep for dinner 

Tried to go to church, priest called me a sinner 

He called me everythin' except for a winner 

I'm walkin' in the rain wishin' things would change 

It ain't a game, man, I pawned all the rings and chains 

Emotionally scarred from losin' my job 

Pass the nod nigga, times is hard 

 

Now do you hear me? 

'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly 

I got to know, I got to go 

I strive for my pay each and every way 

But this type of shit, it happens everyday 

 

Now would you check me? 

If I was you and you was me, would you respect me? 

I got to know, I got to go 

I strive for my pay each and every way 

But this type of shit, it happens everyday 

 

I ain't gonna front, all I want is a blunt 

A pair of blue and yellow dunks and my hundreds in chunks 

But people see me, put they purse to the front 

I'm waking up early on the first of the month 

Honeys don't respect when you call 'em collect 

And it's 25 cent, you can call 'em direct 

I put my life on the line and I ain't makin' a dime 

Niggas call me, "Never mind, man, you're wastin' your time" 

 

A yo, I'm livin' in the ghetto and I'm tryin' to survive 

At the same time a nigga rollin' by in a five 

Can't find a drive for a 9 to 5 

It's like I only get by when I'm feelin' the high 

And I ain't got no smoke, the elevator broke 

I'm at the end of my rope tryin' to find a way to cope 

I'm sippin' on Gin thinkin' how I could win 

I don't know where it begins but this is where it could end 

 

Now do you hear me? 

'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly 

I got to know, I got to go 

I strive for my pay each and every way 

But this type of shit, it happens everyday 

 

Now would you check me? 

If I was you and you was me, would you respect me? 

I got to know, I got to go 

I strive for my pay each and every way 

But this type of shit, it happens everyday 

 

Everyday 

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