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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, pain in my
Running on my last, avoid the deep
Beefing with the I'm so afraid of fallin
And all fucking problems turning me into an alcoholic
did I go wrong, I swear 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 receive the
Just ask the to give me the strength so they believe was right
And now smooth nigga who to get her home tonight
Infesting the gun and hope that the thug who come just ain't her
It's a cold world, your sweater close
Made it big but seems like family the ones who the most
That's the shame, how dare you doubt your blood
Don't my real father, how come he drop my love
Why I'm all alone, there's no one to hug
He left me all alone, how you leave your cub
But it I'm a man with or without your ass
They ask about my pain, some I wish that I had
Just thank the man above, my mom's my dad
She working spending her last, whatever we we had
The struggle created a man, no your job demands
No thoughts of contraband I've and let's replan
I've through hell and back, but still I'm here to stand
Mama a house, so fuck it I bought some land
Dying to be the greatest, but greater with patience
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 tears when I see my baby girls
When I see my girls, damn

Sweat and tears, my testimony
Just the world is yours, ain't that right, tony?
Gas high, niggas die young
Bad role models, that's that came from
That's what that came
This 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 highly
We it mind, we giving them signs, the time just disregard it
bitter earth, well
Ah, some in the blind afraid of the light,
But just can't be departed
The things that I seen I 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 ring, fuck who calling me
I just hope it's success who trying to bother peace
this bitter world, with no apologies
Babies babies, what could your father be
Sick of being tired, and tired of being
Mama worked too I pray of stroke
Microphone and words, clearly show me
Without it I'm alone, you should know.
well, well, amen, this bitter earth