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ar-ab - grave shift lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m stuck in the kitchen with an apr+n
i made thirty grand off a payment
i got four kids and i wanna raise ’em
i’m blessed by the lord so i praise him
my brother’s in jail, i wanna save him
if he had bail i woulda paid it
my sis went astray and i hate it
i wanna quit drugs but i crave it
got shot ten times and i ate it
wanna tell my mom that i made it
cas telling me he done made it
goliath got beat by david
just to get rich and famous
people sell their soul to satan
broken dreams done faded
i get my money in savers

[chorus]
this for my n+ggas on the grave shift
hand+to+hand sales just to make rent
two wrongs ain’t right but it makes sense
a change gon’ come, i can taste it
this for my n+ggas on the grave shift
still reading numbers on the weight bench
till the cops slapped on their bracelets
judge throwed the book cause he racist
[verse 2]
on the road to destruction
no winter coat so he hustling
looked in the fridge, seen nothing
eating plain bread with mustard
i know there gotta be another way
seen money double when you bubble yay
i grew up in a troubled way
lucky if you get to see another day
in school teachers used to fail me
cause i ain’t do what they tell me
sh+t i pray five times daily
making brick sales in the town g
i just wanna make sure my kids eat
and tell my son “never be like me”
but i gotta practice what i preach
the only income i have was from the streets

- ar ab lyrics

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