Key: Bb minor•
Verse 1
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We are time, hard time, hustlin',
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we are time, hard time, hustlin',
we are time, hard time, hustlin',
we are time, hard time,
Mama been laid off,
papa been laid off,
My brother's been laid off,
he been locked down
for more than two years now
My world is crumblin' times,
it's harder workin' for but oh my God
he ain't workin'
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but today she lost her job
we supposed to do?
Kool -Aid, no sugar,
what the hell?
They think I'm Mr. Bill Collector,
beating down the duffer door
Mamas ain't when they come a knocking,
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y 'all don't say noth ing,
get on the floor
Kinda hard to see at night in a house
No gas or water,
And it feels like I ain't even here,
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I'm ready to get up and get on my own
it seems I just can't win
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That I'm drunk this whole fifth of June
I'm 17 and drinkin' like I'm grown up
I got some problems,
plus I need some money
And it's really all because
Mama been laid off,
My father's been laid off,
he been locked down
For more than two years now
Juvenile nigga, I'm strugglin',
husband strugglin'
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Like I won't even fuck school right now
damn diploma
But on this corner,
I can eat every day
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All I gotta do is slang the J
going this way
bought me a double up
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Now it's all about coming up
Took my ass straight to the block
With a handful of rocks, y 'all
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And watching for cop cars
block and locked it
Tonight my people gon'
streets done
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I think I could come up by breaking the law
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Fuck that, nigga, this is my thing right now
happy, smiling,
Mama been laid off,
My brother's been laid off,
he been locked down
For more than two years now, ooh
Mama been laid off,
Papa been laid off,
My father's been laid off,
he been locked down
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for more than two years now
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Business was boomin',
so a nigga assume it
I could do something, prove it,
like new shoes, clothes, shoes
Cut out that coupe I'm out here doin',
they got me a cold -ass bra
And that's somethin' I never had,
but I'm never mad
Cause I done snagged one bad one
with my young ass once I turned 18,
it was on,
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but my brother started ridin' home
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Tellin' me to leave this shit alone,
I say what?
Nigga, you don't know that
I'm too deep in this
I'm livin' and breathin' the street shit
And if I don't play the cook,
Look, give me a minute,
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I'll tell you in a minute, I promise I will
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As soon as I finish this last row
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I'ma drop the dice after this last row
Little did he know,
I got no intentions
I'm finna get rich here
When you get out,
you have some shit here
If you still care
and pops to a new pad
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They was suspicious,
but they ain't care
Because this more shit than we ever had
And I want that bag,
we gon' chew
When them po -po got to cuffin' pops
Papa been later
My brother's been later
He been locked down
for more than two years now
Mama been later
Papa been later
My brother's been laid off,
he been locked out for more than
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsBb Bbm Eb Ab
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