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[Joe
Yo, I don't live no more
Sometimes I hear knockin' at my front door
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to
Another day struggle, yo
I know it's up what a lack of cake'll do
A few people wanna move in and wit you
You wish you could 'em all, but you ain't able to
Cause the a lil' late plus the cable's due
You and your are beefin' in a serious way
You used to be faithful (NOW) you at a curious (for real)
got your mind made on going your separate ways WAIT
Nah homeboy, her late now THINK
Your time's runnin out do it (WHY?!)
Cause she starts crying, mood's sticky
If I don't want it she'll want to do wit me
JUST GET THE AND I'LL GIVE YOU THE 250!
But if you say that to her you wrong
You ain't think bout that you was your groove on
Can't take care of myself a new born
I guess the got too good for too long
Seems like my money by too easy
Why I hate that my job only pays
done shitted, you spendin more money tryin to fix it
Than when you did to get it (C'MON!)
is empty, but I survive the hunger
Who the fuck keeps callin this private number?
crime on my mind and my nails are dirty
The floors are real cold in the jails of
Depression starts talkin and his voice is
CAUSE HE SHUT THE FUCK UP IN 3 AND A HALF WEEKS!
Look, beard is full, hair is
These jeans ain't so they way too baggy
Priorities fucked shit to gas me
like my lil' man's life slipped right past me (talk to em)
Startin to me
His name's SO WHY THE FUCK MY SON KEEP CALLIN' HIM DADDY?!
Same shit I feared after all these years
I gotta breathe I can't believe my
Wipin out my I'm damn near in tears
But you can't be mad, you know you been there (nah)
his moms I throw her against the door
But in the back of mind you know it ain't her fault (nah)
I ain't mad at all, I'm bothered
I get honest for real I ain't the best father like
'R Us, Chuck E Cheese
You know a boy grow up wit these needs
New Year's or Christmas, even the
At least bring the nigga to his school on the day (OHHHH)
I can't believe it, this the same way I was treated
So maybe history repeated
I know it sounds sick the idea of another kid
But one it really feel like it's his (OHHHH)
It's the and I hate that fact
WAIT, of said that I take that back
Look, I apologize let's rewind this story like NaS
C4 just erase that (C'MON!)
I don't care if the track trust me
FUCK! what niggaz say God can judge me
FUCK! what heard or think or even thought
Tried to fix my shortcomings I came up short
Ya