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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, pain in my
Running on my last, the deep depressions
Beefing with the bottom I'm so afraid of
And all these fucking problems turning me an alcoholic
Where did I go wrong, I this can't be life
17 and pregnant that just can't be
In love with a man who fucking friend depends on what you like
This earth
Ah, this world is crazy, hate on my babies, gotta receive the
Just ask the to give me the strength so they believe was right
And now smooth nigga who trying to get her tonight
Infesting the gun and that the thug who come just ain't her type
It's a world, keep your sweater close
Made it big but seems family the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how dare you doubt your
Don't 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 or without your ass
They ask about my pain, some things I wish I had
Just thank the man above, my considered my dad
She spending her last, whatever we wanted we had
The created a man, no longer your job demands
No thoughts of contraband I've failed and let's
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 with patience
Got my right, and plus my mama good
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 girls, damn

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