Hold up let me hit my Record, aight you rollin'?
I'd like to take a minute to apologize to my listeners I just wanna say I'm sorry for not havin' any about Happiness or bein' in and shit like that See I can only display my feelings and experiences
And so far I ain't felt what feels like Or experienced but hard times and heartache So I for not makin' you dance I apologize for not havin' any songs
You know that feelin' with 'em that put a smile on your face I ain't had nothin' to offer accept for So for that I'm sorry I if I could sing another song, I would
I wish I tell you my life is good but it's not I wish Missouri city were cold but they're hot So many situations to with I can't concentrate a homies and everyone is fake
How can I make it out the ghetto it let me go Seems like every time I do a good deed, good deeds return to 'Ro I up my last so somebody could have a start Then got me locked behind bars
a way to show ya love back, homie you a friend 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 ain't have enough To kick it with me I wanted him to kick it with me
Now that I'm incarcerated you come and visit with me But I holdin' no grudges Daddy, I love you that's my word Even though you had me sleepin' on a I I had another song
These are the days, are the days We cherish them because soon be gone away they'll be gone away, on to another place
Pretty soon be gone Twenty sum odd years of calling God on mobile phone If it wasn't for my style, I'd sing another song
I wish that I was around in a Bentley But maybe Z-Ro livin' lavish just ain't to be 'Cause I'm the type of fella that'll give a bum a hundred I'd rather help out my people instead of my collar
I wish that I get a million copies sold If I'm broke I'd rather die, I don't no more poverty growing old I wish 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 after And it seems that I won't ever get no rest, I'm make it compare the price and pain is what the cost is
Maybe if I was evil I'd be rolling in somebody with a pistol come and opened my head But my is keepin' ambition I'm trying so hard even my soul is scarred Oh Lord, I wish I had another
These are the days, are the days We cherish them because soon they'll be away Soon be gone away, on to another place
Pretty soon be gone Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this mobile If it for my life style, I'd sing another song
I wish that I could sing another song but my rhythm is too much Sunshine is the level that I I'm on, so tell me why it's so much rain? Day to day, a struggle in my lifetime To keep from trippin' I be stayin' in the
No crimes committed, so tell me why I'm doin' And won't come and set a nigga free at night I smoke a cig and sit back And why the whole world hate me
So much I just gotta pull my wig back Wishin' murder come on and take me I wish that I could sing song
I'm tired of in rivers of tears all night long No point in why my people choose to do me wrong Stuck in this reality until my life is over and
These are the days, these are the We cherish them because they'll be gone away Soon they'll be gone away on to another
Pretty soon I'll be Twenty sum odd of calling God on this mobile phone If it wasn't for my style, I'd sing another song