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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 an alcoholic
Where did I go wrong, I swear this can't be
17 and that just can't be right
In love a man who fucking your friend depends on what you like
This earth
Ah, this is crazy, hate on my babies, gotta receive the sight
Just ask the lord to give me the strength so they was right
And now smooth nigga who trying to get her home
Infesting the gun and hope that the thug who come just ain't her
a cold world, keep your sweater close
Made it big but like family the ones who hate the most
the damn shame, how dare you doubt your blood
Don't know my real father, how come he drop my
Why I'm all alone, there's no one to hug
He left me all alone, how could you leave cub
But fuck it I'm a man with or without ass
They ask my pain, some things I wish that I had
Just the man above, my mom's considered my dad
She spending her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle a man, no longer your job demands
No thoughts of I've 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 some
Dying to be the greatest, but greater comes with
Got my business right, and my mama good
Work my hardest just to say I it out the hood
You fucking right, world
Cried a hundred tears when I see my girls
I see my baby girls, damn

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