[Intro] Been some sad times around this city recently Things have gone downhill just need to show some decency [Verse] It's hard out here for the ones on the street It's cold outside but they need to eat With their Cardboard signs ain't nothin free Pan handling life to get the things they need Old lady on the corner begging for change Makes me sad to see a grandmother livin this way Should be retired somewhere sipping drinks on a beach Not asking for hand outs alone on the street Can't imagine the storys that she has to tell Peddling smiles the only thing she can sell The hell she's gone through to be asking for help A shell of her self, man I wish her well [Chorus] The B town hustle (People struggling to make a livin on the streets) The B town hustle (Their just tryin to survive tryin to make ends meet) [Verse] I've seen a young mother with her daughter in a stroller On the exit of four ninety four hoping for a moment Of your time, but most cars just drive by It's sad to see the real pain in her eyes She's asking for some money cuz her child is cold and hungry Nothin funny about the struggle, some people just aren't lucky The money can't fix what's broken inside But it can get the meal she needs to stay alive Most people look with distane on their face But don't think about how she ended up in this place Maybe it's drugs or maybe bad luck But it doesn't really matter, she just needs some love [Interlude] times have changed people needin relief the city weeps for all the ones in need seems so far from the way it used to be to many souls struggling out here on the streets [Verse] Scruffy bearded man with a cup in his hand Dirty tattered clothes with eyes that look sad A veteran once proud now asks for you to care Wants anything you have that you could possibly spare He doesn't deserve this after all of his service Tares my heart out to see that he's lost his purpose Like all the courage he showed to go to war was worthless Searching for a way to get away from the hurting He drinks away the pain of his past Mad at the world for giving him the shaft Has no hope that he can ever get back The life he once had it's so incredibly sad [Chorus] The B town hustle (People struggling to make a livin on the streets) The B town hustle (Their just tryin to survive tryin to make ends meet) [Verse] There's a skinny pale kid a skid row story Hooked on the shit lookin for a hit every morning A classic addict swears he's quiting this time Just needs a little money for one last line Lieing to me and also Lieing to himself He's gonna end up dead if he doesn't get help I told him ditch that shit before it's to late Seems like he's already gone and accepted his fate Sleepin on the streets they're his only friend Got money for drugs but can't make rent Same story I've seen repeated over again I hope that he makes it before the addiction wins [Intro] Been some sad times around this city recently Things have gone downhill just need to show some decency [Interlude] times have changed people needin relief the city weeps for all the ones in need seems so far from the way it used to be to many souls struggling out here on the streets ©️ Rukus Crew 2025
