Syientist - Can I Get a Raise? Lyrics

Gather round hustlers, that's if you still living
The type that head to work throughout thanksgiving
He got ambition on his body when he's in the building
Making calls, doing deals everyday when he's sitting
His wife goes to work sends a nanny for their children
While she working at the bank, her kids always missing
Love and affection from their parents ain't existing
The nanny always trippin, they hungry in the kitchen
Little babies growing up with no guide
O2 and Dioxide but don't feel alive
A house ain't a home when it feels this divide
Mom and dad will provide but the love won't survive
Years go by and their loneliness grows
Their parents still the same the life just flows
Their parents working hard, though the kids they know
There's no love in a home so together they go...

They got money on their mind
Mind on their money
But say it's kinda funny
Because something's missing from me

Big dreams, big goals
But when it comes to family
They always seem to fold
Their money saying come, their mind saying go
But something in their heart simply tells them no

Years go by, they past their adolescence
The essence of their parents, still stays in question
Sure they around but they ain't in their presence
Left em presents under trees on Christmas with a message...
"Dear kids, sorry we ain't there
Left an iPhone, shoes and things for you to wear
We love you both and every single day is to share
A lot of love and lots of care with a family prayer"
You see, every time when the parents come home
The kids be asleep or stuck on their phones
A family of four never seemed so alone
They can raise their job status but not kids of their own
Damn.. Yearning love in another
Her father wasn't there, every boy got her number
His mother wasn't home so the pills start to usher
A new way of life for the kids so they suffer

They got money on their mind
Mind on their money
But say it's kinda funny
Because something's missing from me

Now just like their parents, they kids are always gone
Girl is with some boys and the son home at dawn
Every single week a new college boy seems to spawn
Every single week there's a new drug he's on
Hiding everything from parents, they ain't ever earned their trust
Ignoring every call when they tryna discuss
Mom and dad both at home but the phone interrupts
The connection seems to act up, and slowly corrupt
Both tryna rush cause their phones both shut
The daughter's throat cut by some man in a truck
The son overdosed and fell apart from the drugs
Neglected them since birth and see this is the result
You could say you're working hard for your kids every day
But are you working WITH your kids is the question I relay
Successful you are and by your status it's apparent
But what you failed to do my friend, is be a parent

They got money on their mind
Mind on their money
But say it's kinda funny
Because something's missing from me