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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 of fallin
And all these fucking problems turning me into an
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 your friend on what you like
bitter earth
Ah, this is crazy, hate on my babies, gotta receive the sight
ask the lord 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 the thug who come just ain't her type
It's a cold world, keep sweater close
Made it big but like family the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how dare you doubt your
Don't know my 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 fuck it I'm a man with or your ass
ask about my pain, some things I wish that I had
Just thank the man above, my considered my dad
She working spending her last, we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no longer your job
No of contraband I've failed and let's 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 with patience
Got my business right, and plus my mama
Work my hardest just to say I it out the hood
You fucking right, world
Cried a hundred tears when I see my baby
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
what that came from
This world, my god
Well, well, my god, well,
This earth, well
Dear world, dear world, I need you
And know choices that we made were highly undecided
We keep it mind, we giving signs, the time just disregard it
This earth, well
Ah, some in the blind afraid of the light,
But pain just be departed
The things that I seen I wish it was it seems I'm sleeping hardly
a lot of homies endured a lot of pain
Pray for better nights, slowly became
I hear my phone ring, who calling me
I just hope that it's who trying to bother peace
Fuck bitter world, with no apologies
Babies having babies, what could father be
Sick of being tired, and tired of broke
Mama worked too hard I pray of
Microphone and words, show me hope
it I'm alone, clearly you should know.
well, well, amen, well this earth