Another Day Another Dollar - Kaleb Mitchell

Another day, another dollar, but a dollar ain’t enough

I been down here in the trenches tryna' get it out the mud

Mama hollering 'bout degrees, but I’m worried 'bout degrees

Bought a house up in the 'burbs, and we still ain’t got no heat

I been plotting for a minute, I been working on my flow

I ain’t tryna' go to college, swear to God I better blow

This is all I ever wanted, know it’s coming, I can feel it

I done seen a lot of faking tryna' show 'em what the real is

You don’t even know the half of the pain that I done felt

But it ain’t no use in complaining, gotta play the hand you’re dealt

I’d be lying if I said I never questioned my beliefs

Turn my television on, I see us dying in the streets

I don’t really smile a lot, really I don’t smile at all

I’m too busy tryna' work, sorry if I missed your call

Lift my eyes unto the hills, I’m just looking for some help

I hope Heaven isn’t far cuz I know that this is Hell