Letras
How the rich stay Rich
And the poor stay poor
They must be running a monopoly
We all want the money but they run a monopoly
Yeah we rolling the dice, go to jail
But don't know how to get the property
Taking chances about to get us a win
I don't know what keep stopping me
Then All of my friends dying, i ain't lying
It start getting hard to grieve
Yeah
Left us living in hell, and it get a lil hot for me
Lotta pain that keep burning me constantly
Took a whole lotta drugs, it get hard to sleep
Living In and out a prison, judge been given numbers out
Llike we playing the lottery
All these demons wit me make it hard to think
Got me asking god to make some time for me
But Make time for my people too any one us can make it
I know that we all can eat
Stressing hard make it hard to eat
All this smoke, it make it hard to breathe
I'm steady dreaming bout a better life
I'm taking all my people who lookout for me
The best father, i always try to be
Im A Hard worker wit alotta dreams
They don't wanna give me opportunity
Because there ain't no stopping me
They only pay attention when you up
But Ain't got a clue what it cost a gee
Sacrificing every thing I own
If I could put you on, I want yall to eat
Listen if I end up back in prison you ain't about visit
Even write to me
If it wasn't for my daughter idk where I could be
Prolly all in the way, still increasing the murda rate
After the endz like apostrophe
Riding round 50 rounds on my lap
On the passenger seat where the choppa be
My entire family struggling, even 3rd cousins
Think we cursed? we gots to be
But I love my moms, she almost died for me
I love my ninjas too they gone slide for me
Yeah I love my girl she gone ride for me
But nobody coming to get us out the streets
Trynna figure how the rich keep on getting rich