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Chaundon - Understanding lyrics
Damn, it's like I got a lot of shit on my mind 9th
 It's like I don't really got nobody I can really talk to now-a-days man
 But I swear to God, when you play these tracks I know they listening my nigga
 It's the shit I'm goin' through man. Listen
 You can't see my pain
 Shit, I smile too much
 Meanwhile, anger and anxiety is pilin' up
 I lost my job, now what?
 Bills comin' by the hundreds
 Deep depression, can't run from it, now I stay blunted
 Drinkin' liquor with my breakfast, I'm a fuckin' alcoholic
 I hit rock bottom
 Where'd this come from? I can't call it
 It was good just a week ago
 I was makin' green fo' sho'
 I answered, opportunities knocked, she don't come by no mo'
 What am I gonna do now?
 The burden's on wifey
 She workin' overtime at her job she don't even like B
 I feel like a loser, a bum, I need change
 I never did nobody dirty, life can be so strange
 It's like Job in the testament
 He had it all then it was gone
 But I'ma ride to the end cause my faith in God is strong
 Shit is arduous, no choice for me to make it either
 I'm gonna earn it or just jump up and take it
(Percy Miracles):
 (I need some understanding
 Please try to understand me)
 You can't feel my stress
 Problems get bigger with times
 Shoppin' at the.99 cent store with nickles and dimes
 I feel like I'm wastin' away
 At home, wastin' a day, I sleep a lot to avoid facin' the day
 And I should be outside chasin' the pay
 Instead of havin' Vanilla Coke chase the Granmanier
 Man, this ain't my life I should be livin' it up
 Not givin' a fuck
 Jumpin' out the biggest of trucksChaundon - Understanding - http://motolyrics.com/chaundon/understanding-lyrics.html
 Reality sucks
 I gotta get my resume tight
 Hair braided tight
 Set my mind and get my money right
 But now-a-days jobs are slim
 My other option is the dope man
 I can make some yards with him
 But my run could cause the refs to throw a flag on the play
 Ten yard penalty and haul my black ass away
 Fuck that
 There's gotta be another way to make it, either
 I'm gonna earn or just jump up and take it
(Percy Miracles):
 (I need some understanding
 Please try to understand me)
 I can't take it
 First Wynn, Luke pass
 Now it's Dad, Info
 It's like every six months I look up I'm losin' kinfolk
 I'm drownin' in my sadness and rage
 It wasn't time for them to go
 I shouldn't be writin' these words on this page
 I should be talkin' about makin' money and broads
 Dreamin' about pushin' Bentleys and a Honda Accord
 Well then Luke's in the passenger and dad's on the block
 This is gettin' out of hand, it's about time that it stops
 I can't handle this death shit
 I know I'm soundin' selfish
 Between my life and they past and I'm highly effected
 I can't walk down Bryant without seein' Info's face
 Knowin' that's the very corner that the murder took place
 I'm fallin' apart, but yet I'm tryin' to hold it together
 Prayin' that one of these days everything will get better
 If good times are givin' out I'll be happy to take it
 Otherwise I gotta figure out how I'm gonna make it
(Percy Miracles):
 (I need some understanding
 Please try to understand me)



















