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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, in my expressions
Running on my last, avoid the depressions
Beefing the bottom I'm so afraid of fallin
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 be right
In love with a man who fucking your friend depends on what you
bitter earth
Ah, this world is crazy, hate on my babies, gotta the sight
Just ask the to give me the strength so they believe was right
And now smooth nigga who trying to get her home
Infesting the gun and hope that the thug who just ain't her type
a cold 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 blood
Don't know my 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 without ass
They ask about my pain, things I wish that I had
Just thank the man above, my considered my dad
She working her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no longer your job
No thoughts of contraband I've failed and replan
I've been hell and back, but still I'm here to stand
Mama need a house, so fuck it I some land
Dying to be the greatest, but greater comes patience
Got my right, and plus my mama good
Work my hardest just to say I it out the hood
You fucking right, world
Cried a hundred tears I see my baby girls
When I see my girls, damn

Sweat and tears, my testimony
know the world is yours, ain't that right, tony?
Gas prices high, niggas die
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 that we made were highly undecided
We keep it mind, we giving signs, the time just disregard it
bitter earth, well
Ah, some live in the blind of the light,
But pain can't be departed
The things I seen I wish it was dreams it seems I'm sleeping hardly
Lost a lot of endured a lot of pain
Pray for better nights, slowly became
I hear my ring, fuck who calling me
I just hope that it's success who trying to bother
this bitter world, with 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 show me
it I'm alone, clearly you should know.
well, well, amen, well this earth