"Sucks To Be You" lyrics
Told Lee he'd be a millionaire
Sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
The story don't start off great, I'm a gorilla goin' ape
I'm just a street nigga tryna make it to a milli in all the wrong ways
I'm runnin' all the long plays, they said I was born the wrong shade
I shoulda made it five years ago, my nigga, I was really born late
I used to carry sticks in my clothes, carry work in my shoes
Below the poverty line, what you expect me to do?
Runnin' through this life until twenty-one, twenty-two
Until I had to make a choice, you helped me choose
She said she believe in me, just keep on goin'
Just make sure when you get there, leave the door open
I said you know who I am, this kid from Brooklyn
I wish you still believed, even though tears are soaking
Sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
So I tell nobody 'bout my dreams, workin' at the hotel
'Cause I don't think confessions over there might go well
And goin' back to the hood means that I of course fail
You either kill or you're roadkill, so I said
Moved uptown, Kyra, you gave me a place to stay
Mama kicked me out back then, she did it ungraciously
Came home to all of the locks changed on New Year's Eve
I'm glad we're doin' better, we're both okay
I stayed there for like three years, oh, bless her heart and soul
She's worth a pot of gold
She's worth a thousand years of G-Wagons on the road
I made a promise, I'll keep it, won't ever betray those
She said she believe in me, just keep on goin'
Just make sure when you get there, leave the door open
I said you know who I am, this kid from Brooklyn
I had abandonment issues, you left me broken
Sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you
Sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
The story don't start off great, I'm a gorilla goin' ape
I'm just a street nigga tryna make it to a milli in all the wrong ways
I'm runnin' all the long plays, they said I was born the wrong shade
I shoulda made it five years ago, my nigga, I was really born late
I used to carry sticks in my clothes, carry work in my shoes
Below the poverty line, what you expect me to do?
Runnin' through this life until twenty-one, twenty-two
Until I had to make a choice, you helped me choose
She said she believe in me, just keep on goin'
Just make sure when you get there, leave the door open
I said you know who I am, this kid from Brooklyn
I wish you still believed, even though tears are soaking
Sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
So I tell nobody 'bout my dreams, workin' at the hotel
'Cause I don't think confessions over there might go well
And goin' back to the hood means that I of course fail
You either kill or you're roadkill, so I said
Moved uptown, Kyra, you gave me a place to stay
Mama kicked me out back then, she did it ungraciously
Came home to all of the locks changed on New Year's Eve
I'm glad we're doin' better, we're both okay
I stayed there for like three years, oh, bless her heart and soul
She's worth a pot of gold
She's worth a thousand years of G-Wagons on the road
I made a promise, I'll keep it, won't ever betray those
She said she believe in me, just keep on goin'
Just make sure when you get there, leave the door open
I said you know who I am, this kid from Brooklyn
I had abandonment issues, you left me broken
Sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you 'cause I woulda loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old, holdin' hands
It sucks to be you
Writer(s): Lee Stashenko, Carlos St. John Phillips
