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lirik lagu tough luck – clarkoh got that sauce!

[verse 1]
where’d i go from here?
every step is like moving blind in a room of spears
all my lines i keep all inside are like old affairs
tied up, tryna figure out if my ghost appeared

’cause this can’t be real, i ain’t ever felt like this
nah… got me all blank
i never talk ’cause i feel like i tanked
and i know it’s my fault but i say that it ain’t

’cause i ain’t ever dealt with this
nah… my balance on negative and all my grades don’t reflect what i said it is
now i just hide all my feelings embedded in saying “i’m good.”
but really i’m lying. i never use what i got on my side (help)

’cause i feel, if i do, that would mean i declined
and my family knows!
maybe i’m clueless. maybe i’m really just blinded by hubris and i gotta chose it: accept that i’m losing and go!

[hook]
i don’t really know what i’ma do right now… tough luck
i don’t really know what i’ma do right now… tough luck
and my sister’s worried about me…
ain’t nothing i can really do right now except trust

and my girl keep wanting my company…
and my landlord’s all done with me
ain’t nothing i can really do right now and that sucks
i don’t really know what i’ma do right now… tough luck

[verse 2]
yeah…
and that’s on the daily…
i get my mail and i know that it’s crazy
that i’ve been too scared to just open it lately

’cause i’m “running low,” man
i know they want, like, the whole thing
f-ck it, i’ll be like the president with all my debits…
no, you can’t approach me

with all the sh-t they be asking ’bout!
dodging the numbers they p-ssing out!
how did my sisters get through it?
only got me… and i feel like my cash is out…

that i don’t even wanna date and i don’t wanna tell her straight
that i’m “maxed”… i’m out…
i don’t even spend the cake on any dinner plates
it’s almost like fasting now

and that’s how i’ll feel ’till my alb-m’s out!
’cause i put in my last…
yeah, all of my pennies – all that was with me
i just hope that it lasts…

then bring me in plenty…
like five hundred milli… in credit or cash!
’cause i’ll be subpoenaed… if i don’t bring all my fees in
they’ll be evicting my -ss!

like “you gotta go! you gotta get on the post!
you gotta tell ’em you’re broke!
get all your folks, tell ‘em you need them the most!
or you could sleep on the coast!

and i know they’ll be saying or thinking i’m stupid
like “why did you do this?
why did you put all your p-ssion in music?
why ain’t you tell us so we could approve it?
now you gotta blow!!”

and my girl keep wanting my company…
and my landlord’s all done with me
ain’t nothing i can really do right now and that sucks
i don’t really know what i’ma do right now… tough luck

- clarkoh got that sauce

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