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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, in my expressions
Running on my last, the deep depressions
Beefing the bottom I'm so afraid of fallin
And all these fucking problems me into an alcoholic
Where did I go wrong, I swear can't be life
17 and that just can't be right
In with a man who fucking your friend depends on what you like
This bitter
Ah, this world is crazy, on my babies, gotta receive the sight
ask the lord to give me the strength so they believe was right
And now smooth nigga who to get her home tonight
Infesting the gun and hope that the thug who come just ain't her
It's a cold world, keep sweater close
Made it big but seems family the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how dare you your blood
know my real father, how come he drop my love
Why I'm all alone, there's no one to hug
He me all alone, how could you leave your cub
But it I'm a man with or without your ass
They ask my pain, some things I wish that I had
thank the man above, my mom's considered my dad
She spending her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no longer your job
No thoughts of contraband I've failed and let's
I've been through hell and back, but still I'm here to
Mama need a house, so fuck it I bought some
to be the greatest, but greater comes with patience
Got my business right, and plus my good
Work my hardest just to say I made it out the
You fucking right, world
Cried a tears when I see my baby girls
When I see my girls, damn

Sweat and tears, this my
Just know the world is yours, ain't right, tony?
Gas prices high, niggas die
Bad models, that's what that came from
what that came from
This world, my god
Well, well, my god, well,
bitter earth, well
Dear world, dear world, I you undivided
And know some choices we made were highly undecided
We it mind, we giving them signs, the time just disregard it
bitter earth, well
Ah, live in the blind afraid of the light,
But pain can't be departed
The things that I seen I wish it was dreams it seems I'm hardly
a lot of homies endured a lot of pain
Pray for better nights, slowly they
I hear my phone ring, who calling me
I just hope that it's success who trying to peace
Fuck this world, with no apologies
Babies having babies, could your father be
Sick of being tired, and tired of being
Mama worked too hard I of stroke
Microphone and words, show me hope
it I'm alone, clearly you should know.
well, well, amen, well this earth