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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, pain in my
Running on my last, avoid the deep
Beefing the bottom I'm so afraid of fallin
And all these fucking problems turning me into an
Where did I go wrong, I this can't be life
17 and that just can't be right
In love with a man who fucking your depends on what you like
This earth
Ah, this world is crazy, hate on my babies, gotta receive the
Just ask the lord to give me the strength so they believe was
And now nigga who trying to get her home tonight
Infesting the gun and hope that the thug who come just her type
It's a cold world, keep sweater close
Made it big but seems like family the ones who hate the
That's the damn shame, how dare you your blood
know my real father, how come he drop my love
Why I'm all alone, there's no one to hug
He me all alone, how could you leave your cub
But fuck it I'm a man or without your ass
They ask about my pain, some things I wish I had
thank the man above, my mom's considered my dad
She spending her last, whatever we wanted we had
The created a man, no longer your job demands
No of contraband I've failed and let's replan
I've been through hell and back, but still I'm here to
Mama a house, so fuck it I bought some land
Dying to be the greatest, but comes with patience
Got my business right, and plus my good
my hardest just to say I made it out the hood
You fucking right, world
Cried a hundred when I see my baby girls
I see my baby girls, damn

Sweat and tears, this my
Just know the 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 earth, well
Dear world, world, I need you undivided
And know some choices that we made were highly
We keep it mind, we giving them signs, the time just it
This earth, well
Ah, some live in the afraid of the light,
But just can't be departed
The things that I I wish it was dreams it seems I'm sleeping hardly
Lost a lot of homies endured a lot of
Pray for better nights, slowly became
I hear my phone ring, fuck who 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 being
worked too hard I pray of stroke
Microphone and words, show me hope
it I'm alone, clearly you should know.
well, well, amen, well this bitter