Ransom - His Shoes lyrics

[Intro] Hahaha, nuttin', nah that's not what it is Nah, nahhh, that's not what it is That, what? No no, nah nah The thing about it was this f**ing George is sure he wants me to go to his f**ing party Pardon me? And it's like, you know George gets all f**ing sh**faced and sh** Pardon me man, you got some change? Yeah so, hold on hold on Carol, hold on Carol Hey brother, you wouldn't happen to have some change, would you? Let me check for you lil' buddy Anything, anything can help brother Anything can help brother Here, see Thanks brother, thanks brother Here you go buddy Thank you man, thank you man No problem, no problem Much appreciated brother, much appreciated brother Oh yea, not a problem, any time God bless, God bless brother, God bless Hey brother Hey, what's going on? Let me ask you a question Go ahead, alright, shoot! I don't mean to be disrespectful in any way but umm Nah nah, go ahead, go ahead How'd you end up like this? Like what? How'd you end up living on the streets? [Verse 1] I was known as an honest man 18 with a college plan Never thought that I'd be searching for food in this garbage can They see that I'm starving man And no one I can call daddy Never thought it would equal out to this dark alley People thinking it's my fault Like I did this to myself Why the f** should I cry for? I hope that I die dog It probably be an overdose Flashbacks of my wife and where she would hold me close Damn that woman was good to me I might end up catching this holy ghost Cursed the first little motherf**er that saw me cope I gotta get off these d** man it's my only hope See this ripped up jacket, this my only coat And it's winter time, can't see the finish time I gotta dig in the garbage can when it's dinner time f** the president, white house and the pentagon I lost my job, I lost my wife, I lost my kids I lost my car, I lost my crib So how the f** they think that this n***a supposed to live? How the f** you think I'm gon' put some food in my ribs? Crime motherf**er, I'm living on the streets I do the time motherf**er, hope I die motherf**er This malice in my heart, that cardboard box My little palace in the dark I'm a savage in the park [Verse 2] I came from the coolest home, allowance and student loans The last time I looked for a job it was through the phone Your story cut through the bone So who'd of known that this college student will be coked up when he's too alone It seems that a couple tears have turned to a couple beers And turned to a line of coke, I struggle to find some hope I'm snug in designer coats While people in this world starve I still question the innocence in my girl's heart I never gave much thought to this Kinda makes you think, who's the unfortunate? Grew up in an orphanage, but you still made it out Tell me what's the cause of this Should I take the safest route? How do I avoid being homeless on these streets? Arrested sniffing coke, walking lonely on the beach All these phonies wanna leech Talking 'bout my dad's money And if he dies in his will, what would he have for me? I'm just a crash dummy, life is like a bad collision One day it's mad sunny, then you find your a** in prison The more I think about it, we the same You and me The only difference is, I got opportunities...