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Phonte lyrics : "The Good Fight"

When you wake up this morining, I want you to go to the mirror,
And I want you to look at yourself in the eyes and say "$#&@ you!,
$#&@ your hopes, $#&@ your dreams,

$#&@ all the good you thought this life was 'gon bring you"
Now lets got out there and make this (*##$ happy.


New Tigallo, x 4

Up early with the sun, and the stars, 6 A.M. ring the alarm

Weather man say "it's 90 today but it gon' feel like 100 tomorrow
So throw some fresh water under the arms"
Bull%#@! soon as I come in the job

Boss hit me with the news like a box-cutter under the jaw
Said "they just had a meeting and about 3 hundred
Of y'all gettin fired cuz we been defunded"

Can't say I didn't even see it coming
I always knew that one day, they'd find a way to throw me to the wolves
And once they, came into my room on that Friday afternoon I was thinkin

"why you !@$)got $$# niqqas couldn't find me on Monday"
I know it's not sane, but yo I'm just sayin
Everybody prays for the day they see the light

But the light at the end of the tunnel is a train
5 dollar gas, and poverty rates, are rising much higher than your hourly rates
So if you thinkin 'bout quittin you should probably wait

Cuz everybody gotta do a $#&@in job that they hate
"Go and live out your dreams" thats what they tellin
Fam in my ear all day and they yellin

"Keep it real Te", and don't ever sellout
But how the $#&@ you sell out when ain't nobody selling?


Hook:
Tired of playin with yall, I wanna fight the good fight
But it ain't payin me dawg

N.C., Make ya money
VA, Make ya money
To my man still hustlin hard, tryin to get it at whatever the cost

Wherever you at or whoever you are, that's me
Make ya money
All day,

Make ya money.

It's like chasin a high, you just wanna get a hit

Just wanna get a taste, just wanna benefit
Everyday we wake up there's the legitimate
Struggle between doin whats right, and just doin some niqqa %#@!

Baby bro wrote me say he feel he lost me
I'm like dude I'm tryin back the $#&@ up off me
My single friends say "Te ya family's beautiful"

I'm like if only y'all niqqas knew what it cost me
This %#@! don't come with no blueprints
And with every change it seems more like a game you could never win

I tell my peoples I ain't rich but this harvest
is the farthest a broke niqqa ever been
Go for ya dreams that's what they tellin

Fam in my ear all day and they yellin
Keep it real Te, and don't ever sellout
But what the $#&@ is sellin out if ain't nobody sellin?


Hook


Tired of playin with yall, I'm tryin to fight the good fight
Y'all remember that %#@! niqqa Make ya money

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