Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a fighter
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 like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for

I think I'm because this world ain't no friend of mine
Only thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary
should of shot me, in the Jimmy instead
But I guess they was feeling other, to get head in the bed

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

nobody got my back, except the laws when they on it
So I be going for broke, my opponents
Leaving no traces 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, when I'm sober I 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 losing my real fast
Dreaming and fending for the day, I could make real cash
Dropping album after album, platinum song song
But it's like I ain't did nothing, 'cause the lights on

How can I win, it's 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 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 bridges 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 trying to jump my residence
And my vehicle, is something I over
And it might not be much but all I got
So when I it, promethium is all I pop

I got through so much, so I try to stay up
Because, when I'm I can't maintain
Even though I do my best, the thing I earn is stress
So I, most 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 sober, it's fucking with 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 time to pay up, and I lay up in a
Bury me a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gage

Hey, no in my heart
'Cause my homies was phony, straight from the start
Why I get a ride, if I ain't have no weed, these motherfuckers
my people, they 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 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 can't
Even though I do my best, the only I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane