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Yeah, yeah,
Yeah,
Just in you was wondering
I did the beat

Yeah, cause we (children of the world)
And they why we bang
Cause police do the same, that's the only rival
I'm just sitting here, praying to my
of today, forever scared of tomorrow
Where's a I could borrow? Cause living ain't cheap
I dropped out of school, pops, cause ain't free
Plus ain't me, sitting in the class
Questions in my brain but I'm too proud to ask
it all in stride, teacher talking physics
And I just to be fly
What good is a degree there's no jobs to apply?
And fast won't do 'cause you overqualified
I'm feeling like
of the foodstamps and budgeting
Running in so much work with school in
God, and I risk the only we be trusting in
All else fails, I'm in a casket like it then
Either get or die poor
Nigga fell and got jammed up, but he tried though
I'm pretty sure my first words "survival"
Looking for the answers to my problems in the
we just try and decode all the secrets
My with God always seem leave him speechless
And even I was at my worst like "we got to make this work"
My girl time to leave me, too broke to give a fuck, though
My past got me like "what up, ho? "
I'm just bitter, I ain't what you fuck for
As disrespectful, I
I was saying, if you wonder why I call you "bitch"
Cause we just, I look up to the pimps
I saying it wasn't wrong, but they had the freshest fits
The cars and the and the kicks
Is something to strive for when you ain't never had
I'm feeling like what the fuck, they my soul
my ancestors' ain't enough
If I trust my own government, who can I trust?
If I abuse myself daily, who can I
Shorty have AIDS like who can I fuck? Sure enough
That be the day that the bust or I have a kid
The pride to all the things my father did
Cause the momma was a and I was on some rapper shit
They gave me like I asked for it
everything under the sun but they ain't after K.R.I.T.
I I didn't swag enough
fruity pebble chain, Louis bag enough
Popping tags, bitches, couldn't brag enough
Bubble kushy, stupid patch it, lag enough
Steady like I ain't had enough
Ten chains on neck like you ain't flash enough
I wreck so many times, I I ain't crash enough
On the track like I'm crack, bag it up
I tell niggas to back it up
My bitch Scar's, gave the Louis rag to her
'Sace shades on my eyes like I ain't seeing the
Too fresh to death, I couldn't the wake
That's too lyrical, he round busting
Mississippi? Well, he don't Southern
He be down it's since '05, I swear
The a pound of Reggie
So anything I sell's a of air
Yeah, with me