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

More money, problems it is
Now I'm to writing my lyrical novel again
I'm holding on and I'm trying to not pull a pin
I done on downing a bottle of gin
'Cause maybe that'll calm my and get my ass on track
I'm on the edge, I snapped and I just can't go back
I no class, I'm cut from how my last hoe act
She tried to ruin me, she damn near made my flow crash
I fucking hate bitch, her name could sit on a grave
reason she ain't dead is 'cause my kid on the way
The bitch is pregnant and she stripping, dodging wage
She done kick me down, locked me up and on my face
I bought a ring for this bitch 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 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 kicked me down, fallen
I'm crawling, all your fault

Listen little nigga, we in the same shoes
You built a name or even paid dues
Dammit, I'm of what it came to
And if you had have ever reached my level of guaranteed Dame would have played you
He's in the wrong, give me hate for it
You know him better than me, y'all had a broken relationship
Now you looking at me like I'm Satan's
But five years ago you had made the diss song
Why don't you put it out? Show the world you hate your 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 brave to shoot?
You know damn well he's addicted to up to loot
If you seen the shit I seen, you taken sides with me
But you fucking and you ain't even ride with me
And now you wanna when the label hit the bottom
Nigga fuck you and your phoney mental

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, fallen
I'm crawling, it's all fault

Too many judge my life
And make me out to be a like I love my strife
Too many motherfuckers pick at what the fuck I
They hate to see me shine, wish they 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 the hell that I was put in, nuh-uh
You motherfuckers keep I'm too good at my job
Y'all shoulda this, some think I'm too retarded and stupid
Overnight I just went and started a
The at my fingertips is greater than Funk Volume and Ruthless
Ha Ha, you still losing, you thought you could do it
Go crawl in some sewage, you ain't no entrepreneurs
You fucked with Hopsin Da Ruler and now I'm screw ya
Hallelujah, all the is finally cut off
Niggas the throne is mine so the fuck off

I'm so
Of all the you've been 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