SINIMA - Much Easier lyrics

Much Easier 3-15 //Chorus// I'm just so done with givin' a f** about everything I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker Who the f** am I?// 1st Verse: I don't have much to look forward to I don't have a dream to hope for or pursue Is this song worth the truth Or should I keep my muthaf**in' thoughts closed in? I've chosen, the actions I took -and now look Where I'm standin; I'm plannin' my weeks weekly and I'm demanding A way out; back stabbin' muaf**as ought a stay out I'm nervous to see how my life will play out I looked at my life and I gave out The longest sigh; I'll be honest why I let my promise slide I feel guilty at my momma's side She didn't get to enjoy her youth, raisin' me Workin' long hours just so she could be makin' the Ends meet and sh** always ends in a frenzy Cause now I'm just like her; raisin' a kid And nowadays, I'm always racin' to fit The muthaf**in' position my father never did; I don't wanna be like him -I pity him I'm definitely not tryna be another f**in' typical low-life father to Troy; How will he see me then?! //Chorus// I'm just so done with givin' a f** about everything I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker Who the f** am I?// 2nd Verse: sh**ty cards; sh**ty play Never knew life could be this way No innocence; no more games Now it's on to the strugglin' days Minimum wage; skippin' the stage That'll provide a way for me with a raise College's not an option; oh wait, is it? I got a kid so how do I expect to finish it? Should I be a drop out; work full time? How's it some people love their life And I hurt for mine? I work for mine And they get handed whatever they want That's some bullsh**; you don't think so? sh**; probly cause you livin' a good life With a good fight, I could possibly go on To a better life if I stay strong Strong for my momma, strong for Troy Been stayin' strong since I was a boy Single mother -worked all day Money, clothes, and food came from her pay I just wanna return the favor; Momma, I swear you're a blessing The respect I have for you is what I'm addressing I'll try not to fail you, Momma (Yeah.) //Chorus// I'm just so done with givin' a f** about everything I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker Who the f** am I?// ///Bridge/// ///Don't question the song Don't question the message This just the way that I get to ventin' Don't question the pain Don't question the doubt This just the way that I get to ventin' Just let me be Let me be Just let me be Let me be Just let me be Let me be Let me be Let me be./// //Chorus// I'm just so done with givin' a f** about everything I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker Who the f** am I?//