Verse masta ase
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little dwellas With ammunition in their And no in their hearts When the starts it don't end Until gone with the wind And I'm tryin' to keep a head so instead Of goin' out to die, I rhymes on my bed And little kids at the Better stay Keep somebody else is buckin' Don't seem to be no relief from the nigga round my way without the gold teeth And the gold chain, the whole name on my neck Jewelries your worse without a tech I'm tryin' to maintain, but it ain't keep lurkin' Through the darkness I see the grim reaper Could it be that he's at me Not tryin' to see fatal injury, must I do to avoid the pain It insane, but I gotta maintain I can feel the on my brain Feel the But I gotta
Workin' may help ya maintain Be able to Be to maintain Workin' may help ya maintain Be able to, be to Be able to Workin' may help ya maintain Be to maintain Be to maintain Workin' hard may help ya Be able to, be to Be to maintain
Verse two: lord
in the days I use to do a little dirt Now comin' back around, and man it hurts To see gettin' on But I got to cause of the things I done wrong In my life, I it But the man won't let me forget it Everytime I think of doin' right Here comes a tunnel with no signs of a light I got to fight to keep my above water are real tight, I be askin' bums for quarters I had enough of the quick So I got to find a way to make the last In the past I woulda just up But there's more to come, I know they bring ya good luck So I'm a keep doin' I'm doin' Sippin' on the and catchin' wreck wit my crewin' I stuck with a lot of aches and pains And it's me, but I gotta maintain (maintain, maintain)/ I gotta (maintain, maintain)/ I gotta
Verse
There's too pressure and stress on my chest a mess And I depressed Seems so hard to survive and alive in my ride and I drive, doin' 95 With my blastin' I'm cars in the right lane, light change I'm gasin' No, But I'm With my on, I got my brights on Play the right And the sweat beeds my Drive five-o and now they givin' chase probably want to know where the fire's at Or where the buyers at Fuck, my tire's I I'm pullin' over, to take a loss But it won't be the loss of my life from drivin' off God knows I need to be here to shap me son's So I gotta
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