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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, pain in my
Running on my last, avoid the depressions
Beefing with the bottom I'm so of fallin
And all these fucking problems turning me into an
Where did I go wrong, I this can't be life
17 and pregnant just can't be right
In love with a man who fucking your depends on what you like
This bitter
Ah, this world is crazy, hate on my babies, gotta the sight
Just ask the lord to give me the so they believe was right
And now smooth nigga who trying to get her home
Infesting the gun and hope that the who come just ain't her type
It's a cold world, keep sweater close
Made it big but seems like the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how dare you your blood
Don't know my real father, how come he my love
Why I'm all alone, there's no one to hug
He me all alone, how could you leave your cub
But fuck it I'm a man or without your ass
They ask my pain, some things I wish that I had
thank the man above, my mom's considered my dad
She working her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no longer job demands
No thoughts of contraband failed and let's replan
I've through hell and back, but still I'm here to stand
Mama need a house, so fuck it I bought land
Dying to be the greatest, but greater comes with
Got my business right, and plus my mama
Work my hardest just to say I it out the hood
You right, bitter world
Cried a hundred when I see my baby girls
When I see my girls, damn

Sweat and tears, this my
Just know the is yours, ain't that right, tony?
Gas prices high, niggas die
Bad role models, what that came from
That's what came from
bitter world, my god
Well, well, my god, well,
This bitter earth,
world, dear world, I need you undivided
And know some choices that we made were undecided
We keep it mind, we them signs, the time just disregard it
This earth, well
Ah, live in the blind afraid of the light,
But pain can't be departed
The things that I seen I wish it was dreams it seems I'm sleeping
Lost a lot of homies endured a lot of
Pray for nights, slowly they became
I hear my ring, fuck who calling me
I just hope that it's success who trying to bother
Fuck this world, with no apologies
Babies having babies, what your father be
Sick of being tired, and of being broke
Mama worked too hard I pray of
Microphone and words, show me hope
Without it I'm alone, you should know.
well, well, amen, well this bitter