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Working 6 days a week and 60 hours up on the check
It's no way I should still be in debt
One bill after another like dang I swear I just paid that
Lemme go and put on this slave hat
I saw a car that I want, the new drop top Beamer
I tell myself in due time I always been a big dreamer
Like having sex with a Christian virgin it might not happen
Then I wake up and realize
As soon as I stop working my babies gone stop eating
Wish I had money to save to do vacations every weekend
Yea I might own my house but the waters currently leaking
Thru the bathroom walls and the living room is right beneath it
I ain't got no money but at least my credits good
Because y'all know what happens when you leave water rotten on wood
Now my utilization is up and my credit has dropped
I guess I gotta wait a lil long for that drop top
I don't think I'm suppose to have this hard of a life
It feels strange when you can't even afford the price
They say life's a gamble I been rolled the dice
You wonder why my hearts colder than ice
But Who the hell is in control
Huh, all this weight on my shoulders taking a toll
But who the hell is in control
I guess when I'm dead I'll finally know
Dreams of my name in lights, center stage every night
Crowd roaring, just me, my guitar, and a mic
Bass line blarring
Kick drum hitting
They say that vocal frequencies and the way I stums a cord is different
Now i'm a local musician on a stage made for one
Playing for tips in a bar, room full of drunks
Opportunity lost, I had my chance, i feel washed now
Then i got called to that altar, to lay it all down
Sunday mornings now feel so natural
No more stress or remember words or if i'm in tune
Cause that anointing hits
I feel the spirit overtake
No more trying, I don't even push to hit my vocal range
The way my finger holds down the string, I don't even feel it
Uplifted like my head is floating overtop of the ceiling