I've got 99 problems and they're all wretched
Got no money in the bank
I can't treat you like a princess
Got no time for fakes
I only want the realest
Barely getting by in my 9 to 5
But I'm still spitting lyrics
I don't have money on my mind
No fame or riches
I just want to live a life
Where I can use my words freely
So show me what it's like
To live without worry
About where I'm gonna spend the night
Or how to fill my belly
And I don't want a million, right
I just want the freedom to do what I like
Without 99 problems controlling my life
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
