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Just trying to keep sober To the designated drivers To the real life survivors To the divas In cohutz with connivers VERSE 2 (AntBanks380) What you know about the struggle Trying hard to avoid trouble? And you just trying to blow up But Haters want to burst your bubble Everyday you got to hustle Just to make ends meet And church folks quoting scriptures Talking bout how "you don't work you don't eat" So I patrol the block Just like the cops Park in the designated spot and you get served like a car hop