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I'm so
Of all the problems you've been me
We are not no mo' far as I can see
You done me down, I've fallen
I'm crawling, it's all fault

More money, more it is
Now I'm back to writing my lyrical novel
I'm on grenades and I'm trying to not pull a pin
I done on downing a bottle of gin
'Cause maybe that'll my nerves and get my ass on track
I'm on the fucking edge, I snapped and I just can't go
I have no class, I'm cut from how my hoe act
She tried to ruin me, she near made my cash flow crash
I fucking hate bitch, her name could sit on a grave
Only reason she ain't is 'cause my kid on the way
The is pregnant and she stripping, dodging minimum wage
She kick me down, locked me up and spit on my face
I bought a ring for this just to set it in stone
My headache has grown, damn I should've left it
Now is gone, so is my love and it won't return
to hell bitch, I hope you burn because

I'm so
Of all the problems been causing me
We are not no mo' far as I can see
You done me down, I've fallen
I'm crawling, it's all fault

Listen nigga, we ain't in the same shoes
You ain't built a name or even dues
Dammit, I'm ashamed of it came to
And if you had have reached my level of fame guaranteed Dame would have played you
in the wrong, don't give me hate for it
You know him than me, y'all always had a broken relationship
Now you looking at me I'm Satan's spawn
But five years ago you had the same diss song
Why don't you put it out? Show the world you hate brother too
Don't be afraid to show the truth, you ain't got much to lose
Anyone can a gun up but who's brave enough to shoot?
You know damn well he's addicted to waking up to
If you seen the shit I seen, you taken sides with me
But you fucking disappeared and you ain't ride with me
And now you return when the label hit the bottom
fuck you and your phoney mental problems

I'm so
Of all the you've been causing me
We are not no mo' far as I can see
You done kicked me down, I've
I'm crawling, it's all your

Too many judge my life
And make me out to be a monster I love my strife
Too many motherfuckers pick at what the I write
They hate to see me shine, they wish could cut my light
I use my music as my public diary, it's inspires me
It's why your fucking son admires me, and fire me
Settle with the hell I was put in, nuh-uh
You motherfuckers keep I'm too good at my job
Y'all shoulda knew this, some think I'm too and stupid
Overnight I just went and started a
The power at my fingertips is than Funk Volume and Ruthless
Ha Ha, you still losing, you thought you could do it
Go crawl in some sewage, you niggas no entrepreneurs
You with Hopsin Da Ruler and now I'm hollerin' screw ya
Hallelujah, all the deadweight is cut off
Niggas the throne is mine so the fuck off

I'm so
Of all the problems you've causing me
We are not no mo' far as I can see
You done me down, I've fallen
I'm crawling, all your fault