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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, in my expressions
Running on my last, avoid the deep
with the bottom I'm so afraid of fallin
And all these fucking turning me into an alcoholic
Where did I go wrong, I swear can't be life
17 and pregnant that just be right
In love with a man who fucking your friend on what you like
bitter 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 tonight
Infesting the gun and hope that the who come just ain't her type
It's a cold world, keep sweater close
it big but seems like family the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how dare you doubt blood
know my real father, how come he drop my love
Why when I'm all alone, no one to hug
He left me all alone, how could you your cub
But fuck it I'm a man with or your ass
They ask about my pain, some things I that I had
Just thank the man above, my mom's my dad
She working spending her last, we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no your job demands
No thoughts of contraband I've failed and let's
I've been through hell and back, but I'm here to stand
Mama need a house, so fuck it I bought land
Dying to be the greatest, but comes with patience
Got my business right, and plus my mama
Work my hardest just to say I made it out the
You fucking right, bitter
a hundred tears when I see my baby girls
When I see my baby girls,

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