One Thing - Eric Biddines, Blaine

So I’m right here idled at this red ligt some homeless man came came up to me

and asked me for some change

I pat my pockets said I’m broke and then he looked into my car and said what’s

in your ash tray

I was surprised I said I need this for the toll but if I didn’t I would give it

to you if I had it.

It’s hard for me I gotta pay for gas I’m under qtr tank and

I won’t make it threw the week if I get stuck in traffic

You see I’m riding with no air condition.

I’m sweating more then you is.

You gotta sign and I got rent and two kids

My choice to own up to my doings ain’t no different than the things you did.

The same color that you got on yo skin

Now if I’m wrong god can strike me down right now.

Cuz this is not a phantom,

We had to do our homework by a candle

They cut the lights while we was in pajamas.

Spoiled milk food went bad had to

fix a sandwich.

And that was real tho

See Ima man with a plan and I never really had nothing

I understand this a world and you gotta know just one thing

You know it’s hard hard hard x2

If you don’t wanna starve starve starve

You gotta play your card card cards

Now it’s a line between poor and rich thinner than the hairs on your eye brows

Amen

What you can purchase don’t equate to making sense cuz even pennies change

pronouns

Amen

Not my concern I’m just stirring up the grits until I bubble off the rebound

Amen

Forgive me lord when I sin again keep me in your prayers bow your head down

Amen

Embarrassed human being ain’t talk to god since the last time I needed help.

You know I’m guilty I done fumbled had excuses up to here slipped and fell

doing bad looking out for self

You think you know me cuz you seen me in middle school, yeah I was one who

dirty you had gave me some tennis shoes

Was working at Mcdonals I got fired for stealing food.

My karma wasn’t at the

level that it is today I had to make it do what it do

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Verse:3 Blaine

I want to be a millionaire but I’m a million short

Nigga it’s hard to save money when you living broke

I have a dream and I’m trying to reach it

But it’s getting to that point where a 9−5 is looking mighty decent

Lord I can’t do this no more

I done been to the valley I ain’t seen no hope

Can you guide my hands and show me the ropes

Cause the devil seems to have a tight grip so there for I’m running

Gunning down for them hundreds

If you don’t offer me nothing

Then homie ain’t no discussion

Gotta offer the dollars

Got problems feeding my todlers

My father told me don’t bother

So don’t get mad if I rob ya

It’s life round here

When you live in fear of cops round here

Niggas poor but rock ice round here

That’s what it’s like round here

But I’m a man with a plan and I understand the glam make you feel like you a man

But you ain’t nigga

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