Lyrics Welfare - The Glorious Ace

Hayy uh

I got to give it them
Hay give it to them oh
I got give to them every time

They don't care about ya welfare they sit and back look and they just stare
It's the first of the month I gotta pay my fare
I gotta make this money let me make it clear

I'm sick and tried of being poor like the military fighting wars
fighting for a job kicking down doors
Praying to the Lord that my flesh don't make me weak
I got 20 dollars trying to make through the week
My mind is clear drug free happy God help me see
I got no health benefits to help me when I'm weak
Surrounded by disease in this world and I'm living in it

They don't care about ya welfare they sit and back look and they just stare
It's the first of the month I gotta pay my fare
I gotta make this money let me make it clear

I'm own my own I'm not giving up in the neighborhood they robbing up sticking up
Prostitutes selling pussy and the dope is killing us project housing they leaving us
No money invested in the neighborhood
The cops ain't no good I try to pray to the church and they shot it up when we riot we Loot it up
Burn it up the Chinese they buy it up

They don't care about ya welfare they sit and back look and they just stare
It's the first of the month I gotta pay my fare
I gotta make this money let me make it clear

It doesn't matter if ya rich or poor get your degree get educated
Kick down the door don't let them judge you by the melon in your skin don't let them win
Stop looking at me like I'm a felon I got my hoodie own because it's cold
I got my bank roll because my house sold you prejudice you a hoe

They don't care about ya welfare they sit and back look and they just stare
It's the first of the month I gotta pay my fare
I gotta make this money let me make it clear