Verse one: ase
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little dwellas With ammunition in cellas And no remorse in hearts When the shit starts it end Until somebody's with the wind And I'm tryin' to keep a level head so Of out to die, I write rhymes on my bed And little kids at the Better stay Keep Cause somebody else is Don't seem to be no relief the beef Only nigga my way without the gold teeth And the gold chain, the whole name on my neck Jewelries worse enemy without a tech I'm tryin' to maintain, but it ain't Niggas lurkin' the darkness I see the grim reaper smirkin' Could it be that smilin' at me Not tryin' to see fatal injury, What must I do to the pain It seems insane, but I maintain I can feel the on my brain the strain But I maintain
Workin' hard may ya maintain Be able to Be able to Workin' hard may ya maintain Be to, be able to Be to maintain Workin' hard may help ya Be to maintain Be to maintain Workin' may help ya maintain Be to, be able to Be able to
two: lord digga
Back in the days I use to do a little Now that's comin' around, and man it hurts To see everbody on But I got to wait cause of the things I wrong In my life, I it But the man won't let me forget it Everytime I think of doin' right Here comes a dark with no signs of a light I got to fight to keep my head above Dollars are real tight, I be bums for quarters I had of the quick cash So I got to find a way to make the last In the I woulda just gave up But there's more to come, I know they bring ya good luck So I'm a keep doin' what I'm 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 maintain
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too much pressure and stress on my chest Life's a And I feel Seems so hard to survive and alive Jump in my ride and I drive, 95 my system blastin' I'm passin' cars in the right lane, light I'm gasin' No, But I'm With my on, I got my brights on the right song And the sweat beeds my past five-o and now they givin' chase They'll probably want to where the fire's at Or the drug buyers at Fuck, my flat I guess I'm pullin' over, to a loss But it be the loss of my life from drivin' off course God knows I need to be here to me son's brain So I gotta
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