John K-ay - Dodging Bullets lyrics

Thank God for my good woman, you know she is my drivin' wheel I praise the lord for my sweet woman and the way she makes me feel She's the reason I keep getting up when the world drives me to my knees You know they pay me by the hour, they rent by body by the week I get my check on Friday, that's when my pockets spring a leak Company says it may move south, where people work damn near for free Bills keep gettin' higher, our pay's already spent Junior wants hundred dollar sneakers and we barely make the rent We get up early in the mornin', workin' by the break of day Come home dead tired in the evening, fall into bed with nothin' left to say Been dodging bullets here this mornin, too many deals, too many fights Yes, there was shootin' here for hours, our little girl, she's cried all night I get so mad, a man could go crazy, k** everything in sight and sell the movie rights Ah, won't you come here little angel, come to your Daddy's arms It's all right, all right stop cryin', go back to sleep my precious one If it weren't for you and your mama's love, I swear I'd grab the bottle or the gun