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income - frantiik lyrics

[intro: frantiik]
why we gotta be looked
down on
’cause of the ethnicity
why wouldn’t you hire me
just because ii come from a
shady city
just ’cause of the same colour
don’t mean that we the same
why is it harder for a brother
to get the d-mn fame

[hook: frantiik]
what we gotta do for
the guap
(too much)
what we gotta do for
the guap
(show fake love)
now b-tches gotta sell souls
and n-gg-s gotta k!ll souls
and n-gg-s gotta die broke
can we see hope
(nope)

[verse: frantiik]
you should see how
grandma struggles to keep us alive
you should see how momma
wastes her time
with a job that don’t pay
like she cleaning lady
its minimum wage

she ain’t ashamed
i tell her uu should dream big
like frank casino
demand the whole thing
she say she tried day to day
she takes the wrong path
’cause money ain’t coning her way

n-body’s perfect
cliché but its the truth
not even gold dude
needs manufacturing before
it could go through
i’ve been saving cents
but it’s more that ii loose
we watch our friends and family go
the income in the bank too

(should i carry on? f-ck it let me carry on bro! )

tryna save a couple cents
so i don’t bother my daddy
but problems keep appearing
lately
lotta b-tches souls need saving
wonna buy a roli
so ii could get patience

’cause i’ve been waiting
for a stage moment
that shii need savaouring
(that shii need saving)

[verse: revolyst]
rev it up

the days i couldn’t sleep
back then those were
the days i couldn’t dream
the ones that weren’t forseen
those were the days i spent time with family
stressing over not having cash
complaining about school fees from monash

d-mn

what we gotta do for the guap
we spending cash like we give no f-cks
but now we start to struggle
now we gotta hustle
treat life like a puzzle
money’s our priority
but don’t treat us like a charity
and just for clarity
stop treating this like it’s poverty
stop saying you feel sorry
when you dont understand
what life feels like when there’s no money in your hand
walking to school every friday wearing torn pants
when you don’t get the chance to
better yourself or change your circ-mstance
could you really understand

[hook: revolyst]
what we gotta do for
the guap
(too much)
what we gotta do for
the guap
(show fake love)
now b-tches gotta sell souls
and n-gg-s gotta souls
and n-gg-s gotta die broke
can we see hope
(nope)

- frantiik lyrics

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