I’m sick of all this rain’in
My wife sometimes complain’in
Seems like I’m never gain’in
In this game called life,
I’m ready to blow
I’m try’in ta get this money
Make these grey clouds turn sunny
Fuck that vinegar I want some honey
In this game called life,
I’m ready to blow
Sometimes I feel frustrated
At times this life I hate it
I want so bad to say, “I made it!”
In this game of life,
I’m ready to blow
One day I’ll sit back and exhale
Only checks gone come in my mail
Set my seeds up so they won’t fail
In this game of life,
I’m ready to blow
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