Giving Up lyrics

Mm, yeah

Sometimes I feel like giving up, yeah

It's that real hip hop

I sell dope every day just to make a cut

Police in the hood say "try your luck"

Metaphor to my life, I'm not grinding enough

I feel like giving up (yesss)

Man, it's times in my life I feel like giving up

All this hate that I hear, man, I heard enough

Mom told me that I need to go get a job,

Drug dealer in the hood trying to get me to rob

I really feel like, the pressure of money

People in fire cars, big houses,

That ain’t me

I’m trying to figure out how I’m gon’ eat

I would shop at Whole Foods, but that shit ain’t cheap

So I’m buying, cheeseburgers four times a week (damn)

Drinking Hennessy right before I sleep (yesss)

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