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

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

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

Listen little nigga, we ain't in the shoes
You ain't a name or even paid dues
Dammit, I'm ashamed of what it to
And if you had have ever reached my level of fame guaranteed would have played you
He's in the wrong, don't give me for it
You know him better than me, y'all always had a broken
Now you looking at me like I'm spawn
But five years ago you had made the diss song
Why don't you put it Show the world you hate your brother too
Don't be afraid to the truth, shit you ain't got much to lose
Anyone can hold a gun up but who's enough to shoot?
You know well he's addicted to waking up to loot
If you seen the I seen, you would've taken sides with me
But you disappeared and you ain't even ride with me
And now you wanna return when the label hit the
Nigga fuck you and your phoney problems

I'm so
Of all the problems you've been 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 motherfuckers judge my
And make me out to be a like I love my strife
Too many motherfuckers pick at what the I write
They to see me shine, they wish they could cut my light
I use my music as my public diary, it's inspires me
It's why fucking son admires me, come and fire me
Settle with the hell that I was put in,
You motherfuckers keep I'm too good at my job
Y'all shoulda knew this, think I'm too retarded and stupid
I just went and started a movement
The power at my is greater than Funk Volume and Ruthless
Ha Ha, you losing, you niggas thought you could do it
Go crawl in some sewage, you ain't no entrepreneurs
You fucked Hopsin Da Ruler and now I'm hollerin' screw ya
Hallelujah, all the deadweight is cut off
the throne is mine so stay 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 kicked me down, I've fallen
I'm crawling, it's all fault