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

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