Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a bull So when I say my to God, one verse is like a full choir My every thought is pain, and stressing me to death Everyday is a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death
I think I'm ready because world ain't no friend of mine Only I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time should of shot me, in the Jimmy instead But I guess they was feeling each other, to get in the bed
I am, first born torn between heaven and hell I tell my people so no to dope but I let it Need to my preaching, calling the kettle black I know I'm on pot before or not, I peddle crack
Ain't nobody got my back, the laws when they on it So I be for broke, demolishing my opponents Leaving no just blood on faces, believe that HK I'ma squeeze that, you won't even be back
I got so much, so I try to stay fucked up Because, I'm sober I can't maintain though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane
I can't focus, I'm my mind real fast Dreaming and for the day, I could make some real cash Dropping album after album, song after song But it's like I ain't did nothing, 'cause the lights on
How can I win, it's like I do is a motherfucking sin It got a nigga, to see my end All of my friends are fake, come around when I'm spending cash But when I'm broke they out the do', with wheels spinning
Lonely, daily the devil but he on me Telling my fuck him, 'cause he be working Through my homies burning bridges and I don't give a Remember y'all laughing at me, I couldn't get a buck
It's all baby, I got bigger hurdles I'm trying to jump over my And my vehicle, is I dump over And it might not be but it's all I got So I paint it, promethium is all I pop
I got through so much, so I try to stay up Because, when I'm sober I can't Even though I do my best, the thing I earn is stress So I, spend of my days chilling with Mary Jane
I'm on pretrial now and I can't smoke no 'Cause if I a dirty, I'm facing T I M E My first time sober, it's fucking with my brain Got a nigga an attitude, I can't maintain
If you me I'll bring it to you hard, not softly Living like I'm invincible, one day gonna cost me When it's to pay up, and I lay up in a grave me with a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gage
Hey, no love in my 'Cause my homies was phony, straight from the start Why couldn't I get a ride, if I have no weed, these motherfuckers Ain't my people, gotta be strangers up a reverend breed
So I bless the streets, my Smith-n-Wesson And if you with me nigga, better get your weapon You better pray I'm codeine and I'm just tripping But I won't let you add up to my problems, I will leave you
I got so much, so I try to stay fucked up Because, when I'm sober I maintain though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress So I, spend of my days chilling with Mary Jane