As I sit an myself Am I cocky I only play my shit and listen to myself Or am I strivin' for Answer that Ah, fuck it I'm cocky and I about to rap, nigga
And I roam these That's why my is deeper than death itself I went from no food in the fridge to a on my shelf and I watch it And y'all ain't gotta give me that but ya hand out my pockets
Haters 'coz you me nervous, it ain't worth it We don't no accident when I flip on purpose 'Coz we done seen so tragedies done 11th, 2001 remember
Like, how could I forget, I lost my man pop in that Help me get a I think, I'm it do between life an death, I be confusin' the two
And sometimes, I don't a fuck if I live or die But I think if I don't a fuck about myself who else will, I'm stressin'
Guess, I was raised the way That's why, I walk with the long eighth And shed so many tears, I have none left Sometimes, I sat and for death
I feel it's 11:45 a quarter to 12 15 minutes to my days is over that's why hard to stay soba So I drink in the rain and in the sun And my own clouds not to think of the pain
Sometimes, I think I'm insane I get mad and shout, God's name in me for my sins, he got me laughin' again He got me rappin' again now help me choose my friends
My gats the one to me But if my gun could take the stand and tell, be doin' life in jail judge, he made me do it It ain't the gun, the nigga behind it that shoot it, that's ruthless
You see, alot of niggaz, don't want to shine Instead they wanna see locked up like my nigga Shyne So you what they try to do, leave a nigga behind You what it is, they envy me
Motherfuckin' niggaz held me back for 3 fucking And motherfuckin' niggaz me for dead Hopin' that the world forget but you know what? They didn't forget, they me back
And now, I'm in the greatest shape of my So now, I'm on shit like fuck, y'all All I a fuck about is my niggaz and my niggaz only I'm on shit like
Y'all can suck off 'Coz I don't y'all to succeed y'all nigga I know, you like my word early Like Nelly got country like 'er day
I can go and still sell out shows And make enough dough to get your choppin' not about your toes? For at me half steppin' Talkin' like gangsta shit and ain't have no weapon,
Ah, I got the best flow, I be the best in the 'Coz, I don't through the swamps Strivin' through the alleys of death, recognize my destiny in Even if it takes my breath, nigga
I in places where it could've been my last step But God got me out of it, I love Him and I'm of it Now can you my pain See what I see walk in my shoes and still keep sane, nigga