Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

Lately been going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter
So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a choir
My every thought is pain, strain and 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
thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time
Y'all should of 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 my people so no to dope but I let it sell
Need to practice my preaching, the kettle 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 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, I'm sober I can't maintain
Even though I do my best, the thing I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my chilling with Mary Jane

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

How can I win, it's like everything I do is a 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 fuck him, he be working
my homies burning 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 over my residence
And my vehicle, is something I dump
And it might not be much but all I got
So when I paint it, is all I pop

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 thing I is stress
So I, spend most of my chilling with Mary Jane

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

If you me I'll bring it to you hard, not softly
Living I'm invincible, one day it's 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 in my heart
'Cause my homies was phony, 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 reverend

So I bless the streets, my Smith-n-Wesson
And if you beefing 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 through so much, so I try to 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 chilling with Mary Jane