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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 these fucking problems turning me into an
Where did I go wrong, I swear this be life
17 and pregnant that just be right
In love with a man who fucking your friend depends on you like
This earth
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 nigga who trying to get her home tonight
Infesting the gun and hope that the thug who come just ain't her
It's a cold world, keep your sweater
Made it big but seems family the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how you doubt your blood
Don't know my real father, how he drop my love
Why when I'm all alone, no one to hug
He left me all alone, how could you leave cub
But fuck it I'm a man with or your ass
They ask my pain, some things I wish that I had
Just the man above, my mom's considered my dad
She working her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle a man, no longer your job demands
No thoughts of contraband I've failed and replan
I've been through hell and back, but I'm here to stand
need a house, so fuck it I bought some land
Dying to be the greatest, but comes with patience
Got my business right, and my mama good
Work my hardest just to say I it out the hood
You right, bitter world
Cried a hundred tears when I see my baby
I see my baby girls, damn

Sweat and tears, this my
Just know the is yours, ain't that right, tony?
Gas prices high, die young
Bad role models, that's what came from
That's that came from
This world, my god
Well, well, my god, well,
This bitter earth,
Dear world, dear world, I you undivided
And know some choices that we made highly undecided
We keep it mind, we giving signs, the time just disregard it
This bitter earth,
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 better nights, they became
I hear my ring, fuck who calling me
I just hope it's success who trying to bother peace
Fuck bitter world, with no apologies
Babies having babies, what your father be
Sick of being tired, and tired of broke
Mama worked too I pray of stroke
Microphone and words, clearly me hope
it I'm alone, clearly you should know.
well, well, amen, well this bitter