Hold up let me hit my Hypnotic Record, aight you
I'd like to take a minute to apologize to my listeners I just say I'm sorry for not havin' any songs about Happiness or bein' in and shit like that See I can only display my personal and experiences
And so far I ain't what happiness feels like Or experienced but hard times and heartache So I apologize for not makin' you I for not havin' any sarcastical songs
You know that good with 'em that put a smile on your face I ain't had to offer accept for frowns So for that I'm sorry I promise if I could sing song, I would
I wish I could you my life is good but it's not I wish city runners were cold but they're hot So many situations to with I concentrate a hundred homies and everyone is fake
How can I make it out the it won't let me go like every time I do a good deed, good deeds never return to 'Ro I gave up my so somebody could have a start Then got me locked behind bars
What a way to show ya love back, homie you a for life For your crime I'm doin' time in the Penn It's bad enough I lost a family, my luck live Mama died when I was 6 and Daddy have enough time To kick it with me like I wanted him to kick it me
Now that I'm incarcerated you wanna and visit with me But I ain't holdin' no grudges Daddy, I love you my word Even though you had me sleepin' on a I wish I had another
are the days, these are the days We cherish them soon they'll be gone away Soon they'll be gone away, on to another
Pretty soon be gone Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this mobile If it wasn't for my life style, I'd another song
I wish I was ridin' around in a Bentley But maybe Z-Ro livin' lavish just meant to be 'Cause I'm the type of fella that'll give a bum a hundred I'd help out my people instead of poppin' my collar
I wish that I could get a million sold If I'm broke I'd rather die, I don't want no more poverty old Sometimes I that I was somebody else 'Cause I can't even pay bills though my CD's won't stay on the shelf
Strugglin' and I'm and just barely survivin' Bobbin' and weavin' my last breathe time time And it seems that I ever get no rest, I'm exhausted Tryna make it the price and pain is what the cost is
if I was evil I'd be rolling in bread Until somebody with a pistol come and opened my But my mission is keepin' I'm trying so hard even though my is scarred Oh Lord, I I had another song
These are the days, these are the We them because soon they'll be gone away Soon they'll be gone away, on to another
soon I'll be gone Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this phone If it wasn't for my life style, I'd another song
I wish that I could sing another song but my rhythm is too much Sunshine is the level I think I'm on, so tell me why it's so much rain? Day to day, it's a struggle in my To from trippin' I be stayin' in the trees
No crimes committed, so tell me why I'm doin' And nobody come and set a nigga free at night I smoke a cig and sit back And wonder why the whole world me
So much [Incomprehensible] I gotta pull my wig back Wishin' murder would on and take me I wish that I could sing another
I'm tired of in rivers of tears all night long No point in wonderin' why my people to do me wrong Stuck in reality until my life is over and gone
are the days, these are the days We cherish because soon they'll be gone away Soon be gone away on to another place
Pretty soon be gone Twenty sum odd of calling God on this mobile phone If it wasn't for my life style, I'd sing song