Yeah, see I try to keep a positive space and all that but, sometimes it's hard you know...
1] Drama, sins, and the of Christ More money, more I can get my enemies all at night Yes, I know, I'm crazy But I live such a fucking Paranoid on the daily, consequences of not right Told me the new aggressive This old shit had my heart in seconds Last year I fell for a shorty Texas I wasn't myself while I in her presence Lost my mind trying to a chick I M.O.B. ever since My emotions gotta' them in Hard when passion's heaven's sent ago I let the devil in Felt alone had my He want my soul, but he'll never win, 'cause the Lord beat him The memoirs of a sinner Get money nigga, heathen The God of Bleecker Street, Get a on to believe it But you just pray for him I'm always hit with the same My always on my back, dog, like why this rap shit take long? You watchin' niggas, fuck they doin I ain't got nothing to say to 'em Just let 'em know there's a war When the bullets fly, rain on him
Cross my I hope you die 'em charge it to the game, they'll do the same, boy, that's a lie Want the money, fuck the fame, simple, plain, ask me why my fingers up Tell them F' 'em if ever try, yeah no switching sides, never lie, wish I would bitch Caught up in this life, I was born into this shit Now I pay the price, roll the dice, make a flip I'm cold as ice, it's a vice, wish I could kick that bullshit
2] Yeah, look at my life, they wish they could me The