Acres Lyrics by Khamari
Woke up this mornin’
A black mirror watchin’ over me
Brick wall outside my apartment window
A sundial to measure days steadily
Pixels on a thirty inch telly
Ain’t the *** always bigger on the screen?
Hand on the clicker, stream to stream
It’s my world, I’m Sandler switchin’ scenes
It’s nothin’ new on, just repeats
Ain’t seen a soul in bout three weeks
Don’t move my lips, I hardly speak
These graveshifts are killin’ me
Savin’ up for a humble abode
Right on the coast
Where I can smell the roses
Lower my fences
There’s a Benz on the lawn
What are the chances (What are the chances) I won’t ever see the neighbors?
‘Cause we’ll be sittin’ on twenty-five acres
Someday, someday, someday
Our money troubles will be yesterday
I walked to the corner
To get some fresh eggs to eat
A man stands outside the store front
Another begs on his knees
He said, “Please, could you spare me somethin’?
I’ve got two children to feed
Swear that I don’t mean to bother
But you’d ask the same if you were me”
Said every day I wake I plead
That someone kind looks out for me
So my son and daughter see
Ain’t dumb to dream, you see
Savin’ up for a humble abode
Right on the coast
Where I can smell the roses
Lower my fences
There’s a Benz on the lawn
What are the chances (What are the chances) I won’t ever see the neighbors?
‘Cause we’ll be sittin’ on twenty-five acres
Someday, someday, someday
Our money troubles will be yesterday
Oh dear, I know you’re grown up now
So, I’m happy that you doin’ things that makes me happy as a grandma
You ain’t troubled, you know?
I don’t want nothin’ to happen to you, ’cause Lord, I don’t know what I would do
My first grand—, I don’t know
But I’m not gonna take anything from my little grandson
I want to see him improve on doin’ what he loves
When he become a millionaire, then he can send grandma a scratch ticket that will win big from over there