Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

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

I think I'm because this world ain't no friend of mine
Only thing I for, is murder and Penitentiary time
should of shot me, in the Jimmy instead
But I they was feeling each 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
to practice my preaching, calling the kettle black
I know I'm on pot before or not, I gotta crack

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

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

I can't focus, I'm my mind real fast
Dreaming and fending for the day, I could some real cash
Dropping album after album, platinum song after
But it's like I ain't did nothing, the lights ain't 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 around when I'm spending cash
But when I'm broke they out the do', with wheels fast

Lonely, daily the devil but he on me
Telling my people fuck him, 'cause he be
Through my homies burning bridges and I 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 over my residence
And my vehicle, is I dump over
And it might not be but it's all I got
So when I paint it, is all I pop

I got through so much, so I try to 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 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 time ever sober, it's fucking with my brain
Got a nigga with an attitude, I maintain

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

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

So I the streets, with my Smith-n-Wesson
And if you beefing with me nigga, better get your
You better pray that I'm and I'm just 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, I'm sober 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 Mary