bad days (road to greatness) - maze lyrics
[verse 1]
what’s in the bag is it cash or something, get me a 5 or something, im so broke i can’t buy no nothing that’s why n*ggas laughing, they think am funny, call me church rat, some call me kitty cat, am still on that men i can’t relax, now i need the bag, they wrote me off like i got no worth, can’t even feed my dog, always drunk, an excuse for a boy, they said i was a junk, in the slums working hard and all, but nothing to show at all, can you hear me god am tired of all this suffering, please come give me something, and am talking bout money, what you need it for that’s what daddy ask me, wanna buy a car wake up in a mansion everything looking fancy, plenty benz b*tches coming handy, money likе a fountain, win a grammy, take it to my granny, have a happy family
god told me if you want this monеy, better work your ass, work hard, no time to relax, no selfie or snapchat, hardwork bring cash, no food for the lazy man, hope you understand me now
[chorus]
the bag is always there if you work to reach it, you start your life small one day you counting digits, do it the right way so you don’t got to prison, the road to greatness tough it has a lot of ditches, a lot of tough times lot of temptations,no time for sidechicks not to talk of b*tches, a ladder is to small what you need are bridges, to get the top, the mountain of riches
[verse 2]
they say hardwork pays but it’s just a phrase, it’s kinda disgraceful, seven days can’t afford a plate, i feel like a mistake, what’s at stake now am getting aged, men gotta find my way, am working out of shame, each and every day, i might just elevate
i turn to music, that is my pills i don’t abuse it, i got talent got to use it, way to the top kinda risky, it k!lled king von and other n*ggas, men i’m tired of doing business, pop a bottle of cold guinness, what am doing ain’t your business, i like shawty she’s the slimmest, in the trenches wear my skimask
im rapping like a pheonix am just starting i ain’t finished, pray to god coz am a sinner, no money to pay for dinner, am too broke to talk to gina, coz she won’t even consider, even though she knows am bigger, she looks on me like a beginner
even though i am a winner, tall and handsome like john cena it’s to hard for me to win her, god please help me am a sinner.my opps can’t see me like john cena, am spitting bars like am erigga
[chorus]
the bag is always there if you work to reach it, you start your life small one day you counting digits, do it the right way so you don’t got to prison, the road to greatness tough it has a lot of ditches, a lot of tough times lot of temptations,no time for sidechicks not to talk of b*tches, a ladder is to small what you need are bridges, to get the top, the mountain of riches
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