Lately I've going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a full My thought is pain, strain and stressing me to death Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for
I think I'm because this world ain't no friend of mine thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time Y'all should of shot me, in the instead But I guess they was feeling each other, to get in the bed
Here I am, first torn between heaven and hell I tell my people so no to dope but I let it Need to my preaching, calling the kettle black I know I'm on pot before or not, I gotta crack
Ain't got my back, except the laws when they on it So I be for broke, demolishing my opponents Leaving no traces just blood on faces, believe HK I'ma squeeze that, you won't even be back
I got through so much, so I try to stay up Because, when I'm sober I maintain though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress So I, spend most of my chilling with Mary Jane
I focus, I'm losing my mind real fast Dreaming and fending for the day, I could make some real Dropping album after album, platinum song song But it's I ain't did nothing, 'cause the lights ain't on
How can I win, it's like I do is a motherfucking sin It got a nigga, to see my end All of my friends are fake, they come when I'm spending cash But when I'm broke they out the do', with wheels fast
Lonely, dodging the devil but he on me Telling my fuck him, 'cause he be working Through my homies burning bridges and I don't give a Remember laughing at me, when I couldn't get a buck
It's all baby, I got bigger hurdles I'm trying to jump my residence And my vehicle, is something I over And it might not be much but all I got So when I paint it, is all I pop
I got through so much, so I try to stay up Because, when I'm sober I maintain Even though I do my best, the thing I earn is stress So I, spend of my days chilling with Mary Jane
I'm on pretrial now and I can't smoke no 'Cause if I catch a dirty, I'm T I M E My first time ever sober, fucking with my brain Got a with an attitude, I can't maintain
If you cross me I'll it to you hard, not softly Living like I'm invincible, one day gonna cost me When it's to pay up, and I lay up in a grave Bury me a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gage
Hey, no love in my 'Cause my was phony, straight from the motherfucking start Why couldn't I get a ride, if I ain't have no weed, these Ain't my people, they gotta be strangers up a breed
So I bless the streets, my Smith-n-Wesson And if you beefing with me nigga, better get weapon You better pray that I'm and I'm just tripping But I won't let you add up to my problems, I will you tripping
I got through so much, so I try to stay up Because, when I'm sober I can't Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane