Lately I've been going through bullshit, than a bull fighter So when I say my to God, one verse is like a full choir My every is pain, strain and stressing me to death Everyday is like a rehearsal, prepping me for death
I think I'm because this world ain't no friend of mine thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time Y'all should of shot me, in the instead But I they was feeling each other, to get head in the bed
I am, first born torn between heaven and hell I tell my so no to dope but I let it sell Need to my preaching, calling the kettle black I know I'm on pot or not, I gotta peddle crack
Ain't nobody got my back, except the laws when 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 fucked up Because, when I'm I can't maintain Even though I do my best, the only I earn is stress So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane
I can't focus, I'm losing my mind fast Dreaming and fending for the day, I could make some cash Dropping album after album, platinum song song But it's 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 cash But I'm broke they out the do', with wheels spinning fast
Lonely, dodging the devil but he on me Telling my people him, 'cause he be working Through my homies burning and I don't give a fuck Remember y'all laughing at me, when I get a buck
It's all baby, I got bigger hurdles I'm to jump over my residence And my vehicle, is something I dump And it not be much but it's all I got So I paint it, promethium is all I pop
I got so much, so I try to stay fucked up Because, when I'm sober I maintain Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is So I, spend most of my days chilling Mary Jane
I'm on now and I can't smoke no weed 'Cause if I a dirty, I'm facing T I M E My first time ever sober, it's fucking my brain Got a nigga with an attitude, I can't
If you cross me I'll bring it to you hard, not Living like I'm invincible, one day it's cost me When it's to pay up, and I lay up in a grave Bury me a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gage
Hey, no love in my my homies was phony, straight from the motherfucking start Why couldn't I get a ride, if I ain't no weed, these motherfuckers Ain't my people, gotta be strangers up a reverend breed
So I the streets, with my Smith-n-Wesson And if you with me nigga, better get your weapon You better pray that I'm codeine and I'm just But I won't let you add up to my problems, I will you tripping
I got through so much, so I try to fucked up Because, when I'm I can't maintain Even I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress So I, most of my days chilling with Mary Jane