Earn a Living

I be dealing on the side 
To make ends meet
So forgive me if I prefer to hide,
It's my end that I don't want to meet 

Cause I've got many mouths to feed 
And many faces looking at me
So that when I speak they lip read,
For what I say goes, life for them is up to me 

So forgive me if I'm different
It's my choice of my life
I was always born different
That's why at my age I don't have a wife 

Cause I've got responsibilities on me
My priority right now is family and myself
And I don't want to pile one more body on me
Cause they're days when it gets tough to take care of myself 

But be grateful I still send money home
When you receive just know I'm alive
Sorry I'm not able to call home
It's cause I don't have a permanent place I live 

I'm always on the move at times I'm the corner boy
So I have to be on the look out at all times
But since I've been good I'm the go to boy
So my product always gets sold out all times
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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