Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

Lately I've been going through bullshit, than a bull fighter
So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a full
My every thought is pain, strain and me to death
Everyday is a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death

I think I'm ready because this ain't no friend of mine
Only thing I for, is murder and Penitentiary time
Y'all should of shot me, in the Jimmy
But I guess they was feeling each other, to get in the bed

Here I am, born torn between heaven and hell
I tell my people so no to dope but I let it
Need to practice my preaching, calling the black
I know I'm on pot before or not, I gotta crack

Ain't nobody got my back, the laws when they on it
So I be going for broke, demolishing my
Leaving no just blood on faces, believe that
HK I'ma that, you won't even want be back

I got through so much, so I try to stay up
Because, when I'm sober I can't
Even I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I, most of my days chilling with Mary Jane

I can't focus, I'm losing my real fast
Dreaming and fending for the day, I make some real cash
Dropping after album, platinum song after song
But like I ain't did nothing, 'cause the lights ain't on

How can I win, like everything I do is a motherfucking sin
It got a nigga, to see my end
All of my friends are fake, they come around when I'm spending
But when I'm broke they out the do', with spinning fast

Lonely, daily dodging the but he on me
Telling my people him, 'cause he be working
Through my homies burning bridges and I give a fuck
Remember y'all laughing at me, I couldn't get a buck

all gravy baby, I got bigger hurdles
I'm to jump over my residence
And my vehicle, is I dump over
And it might not be much but all I got
So when I paint it, is all I pop

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

I'm on pretrial now and I can't no weed
if I catch a dirty, I'm facing T I M E
My first time ever sober, it's with my brain
Got a nigga with an attitude, I maintain

If you me I'll bring it to you hard, not softly
Living like I'm invincible, one day it's cost me
When time to pay up, and I lay up in a grave
Bury me a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gage

Hey, no in my heart
my homies was phony, straight from the motherfucking start
Why I get a ride, if I ain't have no weed, these motherfuckers
Ain't my people, they gotta be strangers up a breed

So I the streets, with my Smith-n-Wesson
And if you beefing with me nigga, better get weapon
You better pray that I'm codeine and I'm tripping
But I let you add up to my problems, I will leave you tripping

I got through so much, so I try to stay up
Because, when I'm sober I maintain
Even I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane