Marlon Craft, Leah Rich - Your Life lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft, Leah Rich - Your Life lyrics]
Ugh, I'm sitting on a subway
Looking like a Friday but
Feeling like a Monday
A man got his can shaking
Begging me for chump change
What I got to complain
Stand clear of closing doors
And hope is yours, all ye who enter here
That was the promise of
The city of yesteryear
But these days it's looking like a pit stop
Where the rich stop to flip-flop on which job
They gonna pick before they settle
Down and cut the bull
But flip flops and socks was all I ever knew
Even the youth different phones
Got us too distant
Blue scripts and wax got'em lax
Even snooze different
Searching for the fountain of
Youth in a Fanta with a little lean I just
Lean towards the answer
See this ain't philanthropy I got loans, dawg
Pops working so hard I
Ain't trying to prolong the struggle
The struggle, everybody got their troubles
It's your vice, it's your life
It's your life
But I'm a stay away from all the rubble
I'm not trying to preach, take it or leave it
It's your vice, It's your life, do it right
Do it right, do it right
I hope I don't come across
To harsh in my stanzas
But sometimes what they call rap
Look like stand up
I wish I was a fan, but I ain't no model man
Wish that every girl that sat up
On my dick I could stand but I ain't perfect
I too chase whims
But the odds ain't even and
The truth ain't slim so some folks big up on
They vices like they Bronson
I can't really judge them 'cause I
Don't know what haunts them
And shit yo, that's what it is to be human
I ain't never been one to sit when we losing
So if you ain't picking up your man on D
I don't sit and watch you
Fail I demand my team
Gonna fight to the buzzer through
The strife we discover
How much life we can muster through
The sight of a brother
That's word, I ain't trying preach, my G
There ain't nothing wrong with
A little belief, my G
I'm just saying (I'm just saying)
The struggle, everybody got their troubles
It's your vice, it's your life
It's your life
But I'm a stay away from all the rubble
I'm not trying to preach, take it or leave it
It's your vice, It's your life, do it right
Do it right, do it right
Looking like a Friday but
Feeling like a Monday
A man got his can shaking
Begging me for chump change
What I got to complain
Stand clear of closing doors
And hope is yours, all ye who enter here
That was the promise of
The city of yesteryear
But these days it's looking like a pit stop
Where the rich stop to flip-flop on which job
They gonna pick before they settle
Down and cut the bull
But flip flops and socks was all I ever knew
Even the youth different phones
Got us too distant
Blue scripts and wax got'em lax
Even snooze different
Searching for the fountain of
Youth in a Fanta with a little lean I just
Lean towards the answer
See this ain't philanthropy I got loans, dawg
Pops working so hard I
Ain't trying to prolong the struggle
The struggle, everybody got their troubles
It's your vice, it's your life
It's your life
But I'm a stay away from all the rubble
I'm not trying to preach, take it or leave it
It's your vice, It's your life, do it right
Do it right, do it right
I hope I don't come across
To harsh in my stanzas
But sometimes what they call rap
Look like stand up
I wish I was a fan, but I ain't no model man
Wish that every girl that sat up
On my dick I could stand but I ain't perfect
I too chase whims
But the odds ain't even and
The truth ain't slim so some folks big up on
They vices like they Bronson
I can't really judge them 'cause I
Don't know what haunts them
And shit yo, that's what it is to be human
I ain't never been one to sit when we losing
So if you ain't picking up your man on D
I don't sit and watch you
Fail I demand my team
Gonna fight to the buzzer through
The strife we discover
How much life we can muster through
The sight of a brother
That's word, I ain't trying preach, my G
There ain't nothing wrong with
A little belief, my G
I'm just saying (I'm just saying)
The struggle, everybody got their troubles
It's your vice, it's your life
It's your life
But I'm a stay away from all the rubble
I'm not trying to preach, take it or leave it
It's your vice, It's your life, do it right
Do it right, do it right